Like Me

[Hook: Los]

See a nigga like me?

I'm on my shit, I'm on my shit

See a nigga like you?

You on my dick, you on my dick

See a nigga like me?

I don't know nothin' 'bout nothin'

Homie, I'm just gettin' to the paper

See a nigga like you?

Doin' a bunch of motherfuckin' frontin'

Otherwise known as a hater

Like me...

Glad I'm a nigga like me...

Me... glad I'm a nigga like me...

Me... glad I'm a nigga like me...

Me... glad I'm a nigga like me...

[Verse 1: Los]

King - candy paint the gold drop

Hop out, chicks be all on my dick

Drop 'bout 50 large on my wrist

Rock it while I run a quick menage with your bitch

Hold up - roll up, watchin' bitches fuckin' the pole up

On the other hand, probably rubber banding my dough up

Slow up, I tell a bad bitch "pour up"

And we gon' get it crackin' as soon as she call a ho up

True, they ain't fuckin' with your broke ass

See these poor-ass niggas? You straight up out, low cash

Lookout, I'm a boss you a lookout

Paper plates on my grill like my car is a cookout

Took out a bunch of money, I'm a baller

Borrow you bitch and give her back, and niggas never call her

Call her a ho, she'll probably answer to it

Bands'll make her dance and she's probably dancing to it

Like work, work - shirt, skirt

All over the floor, man, I'm all over your whore

We all over the board, we scorin'

Jordans on the foreign, probably uniform, flight, bumpin' Lauren

You ain't doin' what I'm doin', I be on

I'm beyond all you niggas, I'm a king, you a pawn

You are pawning your rings cause I'm on

You arranging a storm, and the storm is coming, be warned, calm

De fuck down, punks jump up then get beat the fuck down

This beef's been cut down to the minimum, bend 'em up

A few million, nigga what? Bigger trust

Fast cars, my last bars out of this world like NASA

See a nigga like you?

Just mad cause I'm rappin' my ass off

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Juicy J]

I get high every day - wake and bake

Get me high, bitch, get me elevated

Pop mea molly then I fuck her face

I just lit a hundred straight

All my trees be smokin' great

In a blunt or in a pape

You ain't talkin' cash, need to translate

You chick is part of my fanbase

Sippin' syrup -

Freaky bitch gon' make it work when she make it twerk

I'm in my car, I gotta swerve

Trying not to hit the fuckin' curb

These niggas think it's easy

I make that shit look easy

I seen a ho from TV

And I fucked a ho from TV

Smoke one when you see me

I hustle every season

Ballin' and I'm stuntin', ho

Call me Willie B, man

Got a fine bitch that be singin'

When I'm in the Lam', that's what she be fiendin'

Shut up all the talkin', ho, drink the semen

Gettin' money like Ross and I always stay schemin'

I could sell some water to a fire

In the mall parking lot, doin' doughnuts, burnin' Hummer tires

Nigga, get you some money

Quit tryna count mine

Ray Charles swag, I can count money blind

[Hook]