Meek Mill, Mac Miller - I Like It lyrics

[Meek Mill, Mac Miller - I Like It lyrics]

Yeah, I was fucked up, but bitch, I'm back
I wasn't at the club
'cause I was in the trap
I see you show me love
You ain't like when I was down
Now, I'm stuntin' on them hoes, bitch
How you like me now?
Bitch, how you like me now?
I tell 'em, "How you like me now?"
'Cause I be shinin' like a diamond
I got money in my pocket
I don't even have to press, I see
It, like it, I'ma cop it, oh!
I see it, like it, I'ma cop it, oh!

Yeah i see it, like it, I'ma cop it, nigga
What's the topic? Started from the bottom
Now I really got it poppin'
See these bitches in my section
They just wanna ride it
Same hoes that fronted back, they want it
Now I got it 'Cause I'm ballin'
I'm talkin' Spaldin'
Rollie on my wrist, flooded like New Orleans
A nigga buzzin' now, I'm talkin' hornets
'Cause I murder all my enemies
Stretch my opponents
Microphone killer, tell 'em Mac Miller
Zombies in my neighborhood
Shit is like "Thriller"
And I'm Mike Jackson 'cause
I'm they dealer
In my zipped-up jacket and my neck on chiller
Goin' hard is gettin' scary
I swear it's gettin' scary
I put mirror tint all on this
Ghost and screamin' Bloody Mary
So when you see me:
"Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, bloody Mary"
A nigga play around with me
He get fuckin' buried

Yeah, I was fucked up, but bitch, I'm back
I wasn't at the club
(Hey) , 'cause I was in the trap
I see you show me love
You ain't like when I was down
Now, I'm stuntin' on them hoes, bitch
How you like me now?
Bitch, how you like me now?
(How you like me now, bitch?)
I tell 'em, "How you like me now?"
(Aight, look, man)
'Cause I be shinin' like a diamond
I got money in my pocket
I don't even have to press, I see
It, like it, I'ma cop it, oh!
I see it, like it, I'ma cop it, oh!
(What up, Meek?)

Uh
Uh, comin' through the city, up in Philly
Out with Meek
Make a hunnid every week so now
I'm stuntin' like a Sheikh
And we do this shit for PA
We do this shit for PA
How I used to get it dirty
Now my money come the clean way
Blindfold on me, do a hunnid down the freeway
'Til I'm drivin' off the cliff
Just to fly and take a trip
Bitch, I came right out some circus shit
Youngin but I'm learnin' quick
Murder this, burn your kids
Then call up child services
And they ain't even gotta ask
They know that Mac workin' act certain
Smoke a fuckin' beat like
It's a Nat Sherman
Haha, go 'head and hand me a rapper
I'ma chew his ass up like
He a animal cracker
I might rip your hands off
Slap you in the face with 'em
Spit straight venom
Give you bars like it's a state prison
Yeah, I'm still scruffy, gettin' money
Got these writers all mad 'cause
They daughters wanna fuck me, ayy

Yeah, I was fucked up, but bitch, I'm back
I wasn't at the club
'cause I was in the trap
I see you show me love
You ain't like when I was down
Now, I'm stuntin' on them hoes, bitch
How you like me now?
Bitch, how you like me now?
I tell 'em, "How you like me now?"
'Cause I be shinin' like a diamond
I got money in my pocket
I don't even have to press, I see
It, like it, I'ma cop it, oh!
I see it, like it, I'ma cop it, oh!

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