Tony Shhnow, MadeinTYO, 10kDunkin - LIKE DIS lyrics
[Tony Shhnow, MadeinTYO, 10kDunkin - LIKE DIS lyrics]
Ooh (Plug)
And it looks like I'ma die like this
(Hoodrich) With a bad red bitch
(Polo Boy Shawty on the track
So I am killing it)
In the club fifty deep
Everybody got it on 'em
With a real bad bitch and she
Came in with a partner
I'm in love with stripper hoes but
I'm known to keep some models
And my section full of bottles
Hit 'em once and then I stall 'em
Just met a rich bitch, she like Gucci, Louis
Prada she don't need a nigga for shit and
You can't her tell shit about her
She just wanna give me top 'cause
I got it from the bottom
Used to practice now I'm balling
Used to hold but now I'm all in
Got my back against the world
It's just me and my bitch
She suck my dick in high fashion
Makе her feel like the shit
I'm counting bluе and green hundreds
With a bad red bitch
And it looks like I'ma die like this
Ooh, running outta gas, baby
You should hit the (Plug)
I was in Gwinnett, doing verses, showing love
Make sure that you got your money
'fore you hit the club
Baby, yeah, he too close
That nigga is a scrub
Got designer problems every time I wake up
ZaZa in my blunt, yeah, when I bake up
Feel like Skateboard P, yeah, with the Jacobs
Polo Shawty, Polo Shawty, boolin' with the
(Plug)
I was in Chicago boolin' with a model
Took her to Atlanta now she wanna gobble
Rocky Mountain wrist feel like Colorado
Baby, don't be pissed, I'm in full throttle
That's that OG, uh, ball like Kobe
Still rocking OG Jordans
Feeling like I'm 23
You got hoes, I got bros
All this money on me
Never switch the code, yeah, keep it lowkey
In the club fifty deep
Everybody got it on 'em
With a real bad bitch and she
Came in with a partner
I'm in love with stripper hoes but
I'm known to keep some models
And my section full of bottles
Hit 'em once and then I stall 'em
Just met a rich bitch, she like Gucci, Louis
Prada she don't need a nigga for shit and
You can't her tell shit about her
She just wanna give me top 'cause
I got it from the bottom
Used to practice now I'm balling
Used to hold but now I'm all in
Got my back against the world
It's just me and my bitch
She suck my dick in high fashion
Make her feel like the shit
I'm counting blue and green hundreds
With a bad red bitch
And it looks like I'ma die like this
Yeah, and it look like we got that
Bag 'cause we got that bag
Back to back foreigns, paper tags
I be popping tags
I got blue hundreds, Ben Franks, sad
It got these niggas mad
If he play, we get him touched like a iPad
We got Glocks with extended mags
Bad bitch got an expensive bag
Bad bitch, I'm gon' get 'em wet
Don't waste my time 'cause you
Can't get it back
This coupe don't got no back seats
The fire don't got no heart
This shit easy, it ain't hard to me
I'm a SOS all star with this Glock
Hold fifty ten toes down, ain't fifty-fifty
My circle small, these niggas iffy
Everybody 'round me with me
I can't go nowhere without it
This tint so dark, the sky look cloudy
I get that money, ain't no way around it
The racks in my hand, I count it
Taking risks got my heart pounding
Le Wuz jeans, don't need no stylist
I got leg room in that big body
And that fire on me, don't tell nobody
Don't ask me, I don't know nobody
If I pull up on time, then I'm the latest
I'm in that fast shit, I scraped the rims
All we know is get it in
It don't matter if you don't get the win
In the club fifty deep
Everybody got it on 'em
With a real bad bitch and she
Came in with a partner
I'm in love with stripper hoes but
I'm known to keep some models
And my section full of bottles
Hit 'em once and then I stall 'em
Just met a rich bitch, she like Gucci, Louis
Prada she don't need a nigga for shit and
You can't her tell shit about her
She just wanna give me top 'cause
I got it from the bottom
Used to practice now I'm balling
Used to hold but now I'm all in
Got my back against the world
It's just me and my bitch
She suck my dick in high fashion
Make her feel like the shit
I'm counting blue and green hundreds
With a bad red bitch
And it looks like I'ma die like this
(Hoodrich Keem
Yeah I'm thinking about signing that guy)
And it looks like I'ma die like this
(Hoodrich) With a bad red bitch
(Polo Boy Shawty on the track
So I am killing it)
In the club fifty deep
Everybody got it on 'em
With a real bad bitch and she
Came in with a partner
I'm in love with stripper hoes but
I'm known to keep some models
And my section full of bottles
Hit 'em once and then I stall 'em
Just met a rich bitch, she like Gucci, Louis
Prada she don't need a nigga for shit and
You can't her tell shit about her
She just wanna give me top 'cause
I got it from the bottom
Used to practice now I'm balling
Used to hold but now I'm all in
Got my back against the world
It's just me and my bitch
She suck my dick in high fashion
Makе her feel like the shit
I'm counting bluе and green hundreds
With a bad red bitch
And it looks like I'ma die like this
Ooh, running outta gas, baby
You should hit the (Plug)
I was in Gwinnett, doing verses, showing love
Make sure that you got your money
'fore you hit the club
Baby, yeah, he too close
That nigga is a scrub
Got designer problems every time I wake up
ZaZa in my blunt, yeah, when I bake up
Feel like Skateboard P, yeah, with the Jacobs
Polo Shawty, Polo Shawty, boolin' with the
(Plug)
I was in Chicago boolin' with a model
Took her to Atlanta now she wanna gobble
Rocky Mountain wrist feel like Colorado
Baby, don't be pissed, I'm in full throttle
That's that OG, uh, ball like Kobe
Still rocking OG Jordans
Feeling like I'm 23
You got hoes, I got bros
All this money on me
Never switch the code, yeah, keep it lowkey
In the club fifty deep
Everybody got it on 'em
With a real bad bitch and she
Came in with a partner
I'm in love with stripper hoes but
I'm known to keep some models
And my section full of bottles
Hit 'em once and then I stall 'em
Just met a rich bitch, she like Gucci, Louis
Prada she don't need a nigga for shit and
You can't her tell shit about her
She just wanna give me top 'cause
I got it from the bottom
Used to practice now I'm balling
Used to hold but now I'm all in
Got my back against the world
It's just me and my bitch
She suck my dick in high fashion
Make her feel like the shit
I'm counting blue and green hundreds
With a bad red bitch
And it looks like I'ma die like this
Yeah, and it look like we got that
Bag 'cause we got that bag
Back to back foreigns, paper tags
I be popping tags
I got blue hundreds, Ben Franks, sad
It got these niggas mad
If he play, we get him touched like a iPad
We got Glocks with extended mags
Bad bitch got an expensive bag
Bad bitch, I'm gon' get 'em wet
Don't waste my time 'cause you
Can't get it back
This coupe don't got no back seats
The fire don't got no heart
This shit easy, it ain't hard to me
I'm a SOS all star with this Glock
Hold fifty ten toes down, ain't fifty-fifty
My circle small, these niggas iffy
Everybody 'round me with me
I can't go nowhere without it
This tint so dark, the sky look cloudy
I get that money, ain't no way around it
The racks in my hand, I count it
Taking risks got my heart pounding
Le Wuz jeans, don't need no stylist
I got leg room in that big body
And that fire on me, don't tell nobody
Don't ask me, I don't know nobody
If I pull up on time, then I'm the latest
I'm in that fast shit, I scraped the rims
All we know is get it in
It don't matter if you don't get the win
In the club fifty deep
Everybody got it on 'em
With a real bad bitch and she
Came in with a partner
I'm in love with stripper hoes but
I'm known to keep some models
And my section full of bottles
Hit 'em once and then I stall 'em
Just met a rich bitch, she like Gucci, Louis
Prada she don't need a nigga for shit and
You can't her tell shit about her
She just wanna give me top 'cause
I got it from the bottom
Used to practice now I'm balling
Used to hold but now I'm all in
Got my back against the world
It's just me and my bitch
She suck my dick in high fashion
Make her feel like the shit
I'm counting blue and green hundreds
With a bad red bitch
And it looks like I'ma die like this
(Hoodrich Keem
Yeah I'm thinking about signing that guy)