[Hook: Los]
See a n***a like me?
I'm on my sh**, I'm on my sh**
See a n***a like you?
You on my dick, you on my dick
See a n***a like me?
I don't know nothin' 'bout nothin'
Homie, I'm just gettin' to the paper
See a n***a like you?
Doin' a bunch of motherf**in' frontin'
Otherwise known as a hater
Like me...
Glad I'm a n***a like me...
Me... glad I'm a n***a like me...
Me... glad I'm a n***a like me...
Me... glad I'm a n***a 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 b**h
Hold up - roll up, watchin' b**hes f**in' the pole up
On the other hand, probably rubber banding my dough up
Slow up, I tell a bad b**h "pour up"
And we gon' get it crackin' as soon as she call a ho up
True, they ain't f**in' with your broke a**
See these poor-a** n***as? 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 b**h and give her back, and n***as 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 who*e
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 n***as, 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 f** down, punks jump up then get beat the f** down
This beef's been cut down to the minimum, bend 'em up
A few million, n***a what? Bigger trust
Fast cars, my last bars out of this world like NASA
See a n***a like you?
Just mad cause I'm rappin' my a** off
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Juicy J]
I get high every day - wake and bake
Get me high, b**h, get me elevated
Pop mea molly then I f** 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 b**h gon' make it work when she make it twerk
I'm in my car, I gotta swerve
Trying not to hit the f**in' curb
These n***as think it's easy
I make that sh** look easy
I seen a ho from TV
And I f**ed 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 b**h 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' Yokohama tires
n***a, get you some money
Quit tryna count mine
Ray Charles swag, I can count money blind
[Hook]