JUST LIKE ME!
I'm off the shrooms, that shit got me crying, I need some Visine
I keep fucking wit' the wrong type of girls, I need advising
That's the one thing I hate about this bitch, man, she just like me
I don't know why it's so hard to tell her no, she so enticing
Money falling out the sky, that shit look like some lightning
Fuck your Rolex, I just went big on a fucking Breitling
Fucked your bro ex, 'cause he swear to God that that's his wifey
Niggas don't even be putting that shit on, they just some hypebeasts
Too many sons, they wanna be like me, go get his Hi-C
Too many guns, you play if you want, I shoot precisely
Buy whatever I want, don't give a damn about the pricing
Bitch can't fuck with me, she gon' fuck my bro, that don't surprise me
I'm off the shrooms, that shit got me crying, I need some Visine
I keep fucking wit' the wrong type of girls, I need advising
That's the one thing I hate about this bitch, man, she just like me
I don't know why it's so hard to tell her no, she so enticing
Do whatever I want, don't give a damn if it's the right thing
She like "Goddamn, why you change the climate? You so icy"
Pull a mood swing, now she tryna ride me like a bike seat
She like "Wick, you really must think you him", lil' bitch, I might be
He be talking that shit, but back there looking up my type beats
Really with all that shit, don't really care to do no typing
PJ to Saint Tropez, 'cause I just felt like going sightsee
I'm off the shrooms, that shit got me crying, I need some Visine
I keep fucking wit' the wrong type of girls, I need advising
That's the one thing I hate about this bitch, man, she just like me
I don't know why it's so hard to tell her no, she so enticing
Money falling out the sky, that shit look like some lightning
Fuck your Rolex, I just went big on a fucking Breitling
Fucked your bro ex, 'cause he swear to God that that's his wifey
Niggas don't even be putting that shit on, they just some hypebeasts
I'm off the shrooms, that shit got me crying, I need some Visine
I keep fucking wit' the wrong type of girls, I need advising
That's the one thing I hate about this bitch, man, she just like me
I keep fucking wit' the wrong type of girls, I need advising
That's the one thing I hate about this bitch, man, she just like me
I don't know why it's so hard to tell her no, she so enticing
Money falling out the sky, that shit look like some lightning
Fuck your Rolex, I just went big on a fucking Breitling
Fucked your bro ex, 'cause he swear to God that that's his wifey
Niggas don't even be putting that shit on, they just some hypebeasts
Too many sons, they wanna be like me, go get his Hi-C
Too many guns, you play if you want, I shoot precisely
Buy whatever I want, don't give a damn about the pricing
Bitch can't fuck with me, she gon' fuck my bro, that don't surprise me
I'm off the shrooms, that shit got me crying, I need some Visine
I keep fucking wit' the wrong type of girls, I need advising
That's the one thing I hate about this bitch, man, she just like me
I don't know why it's so hard to tell her no, she so enticing
Do whatever I want, don't give a damn if it's the right thing
She like "Goddamn, why you change the climate? You so icy"
Pull a mood swing, now she tryna ride me like a bike seat
She like "Wick, you really must think you him", lil' bitch, I might be
He be talking that shit, but back there looking up my type beats
Really with all that shit, don't really care to do no typing
PJ to Saint Tropez, 'cause I just felt like going sightsee
I'm off the shrooms, that shit got me crying, I need some Visine
I keep fucking wit' the wrong type of girls, I need advising
That's the one thing I hate about this bitch, man, she just like me
I don't know why it's so hard to tell her no, she so enticing
Money falling out the sky, that shit look like some lightning
Fuck your Rolex, I just went big on a fucking Breitling
Fucked your bro ex, 'cause he swear to God that that's his wifey
Niggas don't even be putting that shit on, they just some hypebeasts
I'm off the shrooms, that shit got me crying, I need some Visine
I keep fucking wit' the wrong type of girls, I need advising
That's the one thing I hate about this bitch, man, she just like me
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Writer(s): Benjamin Phillips
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