Like Dat

I like my clothes like dat
I like my shoes like dat
I like my fade like dat
I like my waves like dat
I like my whip like dat
I like my wheels like dat
I like my weed like dat
rolled phat hell yea

you see the swagg this is my life
its all the things i like i like
aint got to have no expesive shit
simple shit
i still rock converse dickies
academiks and addidas
levis and white-t
black t when a nigga real grimmy

dont give fuck what you think
im just tyrna flip money like a gymnist
tyrna put on my city map
tell me are u motha fuckas wit me
even if u aint from city
tryna change the scipt
theres so much hating going on
in my city
i cant help that im from
too fresh from clothes the cost less

Im so dougie fresh
my fades clucth like dame lillard
my waves a make ya sick
sea sick
im not conceide but i know my ego
but my looks will kill a dessert eagle
my swagg is lethal
like a danny glover movie
i know that im getting old
but i look so younger i am

i feel like a god every time that
i spit these bars
feel like a king
i got my queen on my team
im bouts to gets this money
cuz im so hungry
im getting fucking ridgit
im getting down to biznizz

I like my clothes like dat
I like my shoes like dat
I like my fade like dat
I like my waves like dat
I like my whip like dat
I like my wheels like dat
I like my weed like dat
rolled phat hell yea

still whipping it in a scapper
blowing on a phat l
ride back streets
like i got no l's
cuz u know the po po

always tryna pull a nigga over
when i all wanna do is fuckin blow my
doja

get fuck away from me with that
ya boi is all is legit
im 2 legit to quit on my path
to me this shit like basic math
fuck that old me nigga Im still the same
me
just cause i make it look easy
dont mean it wasnt so hard

since day 1 i aint never had shit
now that im getin money
i aint finna spend it like dummmy
ill spend money wit cha
if i fucks wit chu
im comfortable in my luxary

I like my weed real loud
like dat
i dont fuck wit swap
like dat
I like my beat real loud

808's bangin
incredible hulk
tyrna get up out the trunk
my beat sound cenimatic
E Qued out no static
my shit hot
like a dopefiend
smokein crack up in the attic



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Writer(s): Joseph Edward Lewis
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