What You Like

Uh,
It's the Reek, eight f-i-v-e
What you like, Gucci snakes or double c's
I mean that shit is cool just not for me
I need a guarantee not probably

I got a flight bring me that neck before I leave
She asked me if I want it laying down or on her knees
Take that off don't wear no clothes you in my sheets
And I better hear a "bless you" if I sneeze

Uh,
Get a check
Power then respect
I would rather throw up dollars than a set
Tennis chain, when do I ever flex
Its like I popped a vein how this shit bussin' on my neck (bling)

Couple bops (yeah)
In and out the spot
When I left is when they act like they forgot
I'm really everything these niggas not
I'm the flame you just hot

It's the Reek, eight f-i-v-e
What you like, Gucci snakes or double c's
I mean that shit is cool just not for me
I need a guarantee not probably

Tryna creep, told her I was sleep
Can you tell me if this where you wanna be
Is it me or is it me? I think its me
Catch my breath and cool it down before I sweat a bitch like Keith

I'm a
Breadwinner
Bad bitch ripper
Fly nigga, spit flame Godzilla
I do this shit for real not Twitter
Shawty we can take the mall home with us
Bank bigger
5-6 figures
Payday, I'm a same day spender
Fuck whoever ain't with us,
Hottest chick in the game rockin' my chain like Jigga

It's the Reek, eight f-i-v-e
What you like, Gucci snakes or double c's
I mean that shit is cool just not for me
I need a guarantee not probably

It's the Reek (yeah)
eight f-i-v-e (Eight Five)
What you like, Gucci snakes or double c's
I mean that shit is cool just not for me
I need a guarantee not probably



Credits
Writer(s): Tyreek Sheppard
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