
letra de get like me - countupmal
[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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