Like I Said Tho
Like I said though, bitch
Bitch, I'm finna gas yo' stupid ass on a freestyle, bitch (yah)
The stick the way my nigga got it in his joggers
At yo' level, ho, 'cause there's levels to this shit (at yo' level, ho)
Mind you, bitches (ha) knew back then I was that bitch
Let me remind you, every bitch got a chance, don't ever diss
Don't let me find you, tear it off lil' bitch I let it drip, man
Bitch, I let it drip (ay, ya, ya, ya, ya)
Same bitches barking be licking dog shit
Same bitches walkin', bitches still ain't bought a whip
(Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
Still paying for the dick, bitch, make it make sense
Bitch, stop it you ain't with the pull ups, bitch, stop it
Stop it, you ain't with the pull ups (you not with the pull ups)
Every time I get into it with a bitch, they never pull up (ah, ya-ya-ya)
Yo' nigga never turn me down, when I tell him come, he pull up (ay)
Bitch, yeah, he pull up
Bitch, like I said though, you don't ever pull up (like I said though)
Bitch, like I said though, them Sac' niggas that shootin up
Shit like I said though, you hear me though?
Bitch, like I said though
I lost for what? I'm really out here having shit (ay)
You editing that sauce, lil' mama Instagramin' shit
Hugging on that niggas tightly, 'cause you know for baggin' shit
(Stupid-ass bitch)
That money you posting don't excite me, ho, you need new management
You're not a boss, bitch, your something like a advocate
(You are not a boss bitch)
Tryna learn this stunna shit, ho, you're an undergraduate
(That's that shit)
Evey nigga I fuck with know this ass immaculate
(Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
Miss pullin' on my long hair, throw it back and smackin' it
(Pull that hair)
Like I said though, immaculate
Like I said though, he smackin' it (ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)
On yo' life if I tell him to (ay, ay, ay)
Bet he pull up and get back in it (whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
Like I said though, like I said though, bitch (bitch)
I'm the freshest bitch out the 9-1-6 (out the 9-1-6)
Prettier than yo' ho, get more money than yo' bitch
(Prettier than yo' ho)
Prettier than yo' ho, get more money than yo' bitch
(Than yo' ugly ass bitch)
Like I said though, bitch (like I said, though, bitch)
I'm the freshest bitch out the 9-1-6 (out the 9-1-6)
Prettier than yo' ho, get more money than yo' bitch
(Prettier than yo' fuckin' ho)
Prettier than yo' ho, get more money than yo' bitch
(Than yo' ugly ass bitch)
Ha (ay, he, he, he, yeah, fuck yo' bitch)
You thought I was done? (He, he, he, he)
Ha (you thought I was done?)
Ay, I not, bitch, run that shit back
All my mamas, imposters ('posters), internet bloggers (bloggers)
Stick up Hollywood, fuck around meet the flackas
The stick, the way my nigga got it in his joggers (ay)
The stick, the way my nigga got it in his joggers
(Ay, real fuckin' facts, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa) ha
Ay, like I said though (bitch, like I said, you bitch's long hair)
Bitch, like I said though (you can pull it me)
Bitch, like I said though
(Why you tryin' act like you really harder than me, though?)
(That's the real facts though, lil' bitch, ha)
(Its a privilege to fuck with me, ho) whoa, whoa, whoa
(Its a privelage to fuck with me, ho)
Pooh got a stick and a temper, nigga (whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah)
Pooh got a stick and a temper, nigga (got a stick and a temper)
Better run, bitch
Don't fuckin' play with me, bitch (ha), boop, boop, boop, boop
Bitch, I'm finna gas yo' stupid ass on a freestyle, bitch (yah)
The stick the way my nigga got it in his joggers
At yo' level, ho, 'cause there's levels to this shit (at yo' level, ho)
Mind you, bitches (ha) knew back then I was that bitch
Let me remind you, every bitch got a chance, don't ever diss
Don't let me find you, tear it off lil' bitch I let it drip, man
Bitch, I let it drip (ay, ya, ya, ya, ya)
Same bitches barking be licking dog shit
Same bitches walkin', bitches still ain't bought a whip
(Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
Still paying for the dick, bitch, make it make sense
Bitch, stop it you ain't with the pull ups, bitch, stop it
Stop it, you ain't with the pull ups (you not with the pull ups)
Every time I get into it with a bitch, they never pull up (ah, ya-ya-ya)
Yo' nigga never turn me down, when I tell him come, he pull up (ay)
Bitch, yeah, he pull up
Bitch, like I said though, you don't ever pull up (like I said though)
Bitch, like I said though, them Sac' niggas that shootin up
Shit like I said though, you hear me though?
Bitch, like I said though
I lost for what? I'm really out here having shit (ay)
You editing that sauce, lil' mama Instagramin' shit
Hugging on that niggas tightly, 'cause you know for baggin' shit
(Stupid-ass bitch)
That money you posting don't excite me, ho, you need new management
You're not a boss, bitch, your something like a advocate
(You are not a boss bitch)
Tryna learn this stunna shit, ho, you're an undergraduate
(That's that shit)
Evey nigga I fuck with know this ass immaculate
(Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
Miss pullin' on my long hair, throw it back and smackin' it
(Pull that hair)
Like I said though, immaculate
Like I said though, he smackin' it (ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)
On yo' life if I tell him to (ay, ay, ay)
Bet he pull up and get back in it (whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
Like I said though, like I said though, bitch (bitch)
I'm the freshest bitch out the 9-1-6 (out the 9-1-6)
Prettier than yo' ho, get more money than yo' bitch
(Prettier than yo' ho)
Prettier than yo' ho, get more money than yo' bitch
(Than yo' ugly ass bitch)
Like I said though, bitch (like I said, though, bitch)
I'm the freshest bitch out the 9-1-6 (out the 9-1-6)
Prettier than yo' ho, get more money than yo' bitch
(Prettier than yo' fuckin' ho)
Prettier than yo' ho, get more money than yo' bitch
(Than yo' ugly ass bitch)
Ha (ay, he, he, he, yeah, fuck yo' bitch)
You thought I was done? (He, he, he, he)
Ha (you thought I was done?)
Ay, I not, bitch, run that shit back
All my mamas, imposters ('posters), internet bloggers (bloggers)
Stick up Hollywood, fuck around meet the flackas
The stick, the way my nigga got it in his joggers (ay)
The stick, the way my nigga got it in his joggers
(Ay, real fuckin' facts, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa) ha
Ay, like I said though (bitch, like I said, you bitch's long hair)
Bitch, like I said though (you can pull it me)
Bitch, like I said though
(Why you tryin' act like you really harder than me, though?)
(That's the real facts though, lil' bitch, ha)
(Its a privilege to fuck with me, ho) whoa, whoa, whoa
(Its a privelage to fuck with me, ho)
Pooh got a stick and a temper, nigga (whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah)
Pooh got a stick and a temper, nigga (got a stick and a temper)
Better run, bitch
Don't fuckin' play with me, bitch (ha), boop, boop, boop, boop
Credits
Writer(s): William L Gaskins, Rasmus Kjaer, Reefa Music, Stunna Girl, Twelve Keyz
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