Yori - Like i taught you lyrics
[Yori - Like i taught you lyrics]
Uh, yeah uh, yeah
Uh, yeah uh, yeah
Uh, yeah
Lil bitch flex on 'em
Flex on 'em
Flex on 'em, just like I taught you
(Just like I bitch) flex on 'em
Flex on 'em
Flex on 'em, just like I taught you
(Lil bitch) flex on 'em
Flex on 'em
Flex on 'em, just like I taught you
(Lil bitch) flex on 'em
Flex on 'em
Flex on 'em, just like I taught you
(Lil bitch) flex on 'em
Flex on 'em
Flex on 'em, just like I taught you
(Lil bitch) flex on 'еm
Flex on 'em
Flex on 'еm, just like I taught you
(Lil bitch) flex on 'em
Flex on 'em
Flex on 'em, just like I taught you
Flex on 'em persona
You say that you care, but you dishonest
All my life I been moving
You tryna be cool with me
Sound the Beautiful Truth, don't it?
It sound like me except-
It sound like somebody else took
A poop on 'em hit it once and came back
Hit a deuce on 'em
Gave my mom like two racks
Just to do something my bitch and my socks
My niggas be talking 'bout stocks
Or selling them rocks
Wait hold up you look like an cop
Can't have nothing nice
When these rats infiltrating your block
Stop (Listen) you could get racks if you
Keep on your come up
If they call me broke and wait
On me to run up
Then who really broke if they
Willing to turn up
Mop (willing to turn up, shh)
This ain't a game, you really not on it
If you ain't did nothing but call Yori lame
Shame
Its getting really lonely up here at the top
And some of y'all thought
I wouldn't be doing it big on this level
You must've been looking at somebody else
Cause them niggas I'm not
Don't compare me to 'pac
Compare to where I was at
When I didn't get money
And wanted these bitches to love me
I never forgot mix and matching my socks
But what with the juice
I'm hunting for opps
Don't hide from the truth
That's shit's all you got believe it or not
Fuck around and get popped watch, thots
Energy looking real off
Niggas be stuck in they box
You got a chip on your shoulder
I got some chips on the lot
Niggas be talking 'bout yoyo
Need to be chasing some guap
She don't fuck with no cops
Anywhere that we be she think my music go
Knew that shit already (haha) lil bitch
Flex on 'em flex on 'em
Flex on 'em, just like I taught you
(Just like I bitch) flex on 'em
Flex on 'em
Flex on 'em, just like I taught you
(Lil bitch) flex on 'em
Flex on 'em
Flex on 'em, just like I taught you
(Lil bitch) flex on 'em
Flex on 'em
Flex on 'em, just like I taught you
(Lil bitch) flex on 'em
Flex on 'em
Flex on 'em, just like I taught you
(Lil bitch) flex on 'em
Flex on 'em
Flex on 'em, just like I taught you
(Lil bitch) flex on 'em
Flex on 'em
Flex on 'em, just like I taught you
Uh, yeah uh, yeah
Uh, yeah uh, yeah
Uh, yeah uh, yeah
Uh, yeah
Lil bitch flex on 'em
Flex on 'em
Flex on 'em, just like I taught you
(Just like I bitch) flex on 'em
Flex on 'em
Flex on 'em, just like I taught you
(Lil bitch) flex on 'em
Flex on 'em
Flex on 'em, just like I taught you
(Lil bitch) flex on 'em
Flex on 'em
Flex on 'em, just like I taught you
(Lil bitch) flex on 'em
Flex on 'em
Flex on 'em, just like I taught you
(Lil bitch) flex on 'еm
Flex on 'em
Flex on 'еm, just like I taught you
(Lil bitch) flex on 'em
Flex on 'em
Flex on 'em, just like I taught you
Flex on 'em persona
You say that you care, but you dishonest
All my life I been moving
You tryna be cool with me
Sound the Beautiful Truth, don't it?
It sound like me except-
It sound like somebody else took
A poop on 'em hit it once and came back
Hit a deuce on 'em
Gave my mom like two racks
Just to do something my bitch and my socks
My niggas be talking 'bout stocks
Or selling them rocks
Wait hold up you look like an cop
Can't have nothing nice
When these rats infiltrating your block
Stop (Listen) you could get racks if you
Keep on your come up
If they call me broke and wait
On me to run up
Then who really broke if they
Willing to turn up
Mop (willing to turn up, shh)
This ain't a game, you really not on it
If you ain't did nothing but call Yori lame
Shame
Its getting really lonely up here at the top
And some of y'all thought
I wouldn't be doing it big on this level
You must've been looking at somebody else
Cause them niggas I'm not
Don't compare me to 'pac
Compare to where I was at
When I didn't get money
And wanted these bitches to love me
I never forgot mix and matching my socks
But what with the juice
I'm hunting for opps
Don't hide from the truth
That's shit's all you got believe it or not
Fuck around and get popped watch, thots
Energy looking real off
Niggas be stuck in they box
You got a chip on your shoulder
I got some chips on the lot
Niggas be talking 'bout yoyo
Need to be chasing some guap
She don't fuck with no cops
Anywhere that we be she think my music go
Knew that shit already (haha) lil bitch
Flex on 'em flex on 'em
Flex on 'em, just like I taught you
(Just like I bitch) flex on 'em
Flex on 'em
Flex on 'em, just like I taught you
(Lil bitch) flex on 'em
Flex on 'em
Flex on 'em, just like I taught you
(Lil bitch) flex on 'em
Flex on 'em
Flex on 'em, just like I taught you
(Lil bitch) flex on 'em
Flex on 'em
Flex on 'em, just like I taught you
(Lil bitch) flex on 'em
Flex on 'em
Flex on 'em, just like I taught you
(Lil bitch) flex on 'em
Flex on 'em
Flex on 'em, just like I taught you
Uh, yeah uh, yeah
Uh, yeah uh, yeah