get like me - countupmal lyrics
[verse]
little n*ggas tryna get like me (like me)
pour more than a deuce in the lean
yeah, i don’t fight i just let the gun sing
don’t play or get popped like a bean, yeah
and shoutout the team, you know that we putting in work
catch him left his ass in the dirt
now you mad lil n*gga, you hurt, yeah
n*ggas tryna get like me (like me)
pour more than a deuce in the lean
yeah, i don’t talk i just let the gun speak
n*gga get geeked, then i hidе behind my wheel and speed
y’all n*ggas tryna get like mе
my side b*tch main man, he tryna fight me
n*ggas od, they say that i’m ass
now look at they history, they searching my type beats
it’s okay little n*gga, get like me
it’s okay little n*gga, get like me
it’s okay little n*gga, get like me (get like me)
it’s okay little n*gga, get like me, yeah (it’s okay)
it’s okay, yeah n*gga, its okay (get like me, yeah)
it’s okay, yeah n*gga, its okay (get like me, get like me)
its, okay, my choppa gon’ take his face off
i’m buying some shrooms, (i do) this sh*t got me on take off (to sp*ce)
her friends all bad, i f*ck her first, she just my 8*ball (just my 8*ball)
i f*ck her last, but knock ’em down and then go 8, woah (they just go 8)
n*ggas don’t want no problem
like bruce, little n*gga would drop me
get x, little n*gga i solve ’em
talking that sh*t online, left his ass like malcolm
the pint and one small bottle (yeah, yeah)
i’m tryna geek up right now full throttle
y’all n*ggas sharing that 8th, i get geeked like n*gga, i ain’t livin’ tomorrow (livin’ tomorrow)
yeah, do whatever i like, (i like) you window shop, i buy yeah
’boutta shoot it like five d*mn times, yeah
all my n*ggas still screaming out “f*ck slime” (f*ck slime)
walk it in my pocket, that b*tch tryna’ shoot i just call it harden
how you talk tough on the net but you walk everywhere?
my n*gga the f*ck is your car at?
all of the sudden everybody tryna’ make music
tell me why these n*ggas thought that? (n*ggas tryna get like me)
little n*ggas tryna get like me (like me)
pour more than a deuce in the lean
yeah, i don’t fight i just let the gun sing
don’t play or get popped like a bean, yeah
and shoutout the team, you know that we putting in work
catch him left his ass in the dirt
now you mad lil n*gga, you hurt (little n*gga, you hurt)
[outro]
(these n*ggas tryna’ get like me, these n*ggas tryna’ get like me, these n*ggas tryna’ get like me, put that on [?], these n*ggas tryna’ get like me)
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