CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Niggas Like Us

N***as like what?
Kiing, Rio, Hood
Huh huh
Nah! They ain’t n***as like us

Lil n***a, we hot
We beat down the block
We come for your spot
We all for the top
We f**king your thottie
Put d**k in her mouth
We dripping like mop
She come for some more

Watch our moves, how we swerve, how we dunk when we ball
We been up on the grind and we ain’t finna fall (Nah)
We been switching our b*t*hes, this sh*t like a tour (Trisha, Ann, Lola)
I can tell you for sure you ain’t n***a like us (Yeah)
We been breaking the law we ain’t friend with no cop (Nah)
Finna post with thе racks make these b*t*hеs head pop (Look at it, look at it, look!)
When they see us they know that we differ a lot (Trap, Yeah)
I can tell you for sure they ain’t n***a like us
Huh! Yeah!
I grind hard motherf**ker I swear y’all n***as ain’t seen a rich n***a like me (I grind hard n***a)
I drip hard motherf**ker I swear y’all b*t*hes ain’t seen a fresh n***a like me (I drip hard n***a)
I spit sh*t motherf**ker ain’t no young n***a trap n***a motherf**ker do it like me (I spit sh*t n***a)
I’m too real muhf**ker
I’m cracking what’s bracking g cracking what’s popping my G (My G)
Eh, I swear to God I’ma G (I’m a G)
Man, I’m Ysl you know what is (Ysl)
You know me a slime I’m all about the cheese (Slatt)
Money on my mind, boy, I can’t sleep (Can’t sleep)
I be chasing milli, boy, I want bill (Huh)
I go to space everytime I pop pills (Huh)
You’ont wanna test me, know I got skills (Eh)
Ysl chain, gimme big chill (Huh)
I rock Nike, Louis V, Burberry (Huh)
I’m too geeked my sh*t legendary (Huh)
I’m just getting money and I get it on a steady (Huh)
All I know is grind and I do it on a steady (Eh)
Smoke big gas, codeine got my vision blurry (Eh)
I just be balling feeling like stephen curry (Yeah)
Beast mode Kayo, too bloody (Huh)
My lifestyle, I’m sorry I’m not sorry (No)

Check out my appearance
Just check out my look
Young n***a respect how we slide (Slide on ‘em)
If I’m gon choose
I’m picking the truth
Ain’t keeping my guard with no lie (Don’t lie to me)
Ion want no booze
My n***as on woods
You know that your b*t*h she gon ride (She’ll ride on me)
We rep the hood
But switch up the mood
The reason your b*t*h she wanna ride (She really gon ride for me)
Watch our moves, how we swerve, how we dunk when we ball
We been up on the grind and we ain’t finna fall (Nah)
We been switching our b*t*hes, this sh*t like a tour (Trisha, Ann, Lola)
I can tell you for sure you ain’t n***a like us (Yeah)
We been breaking the law we ain’t friend with no cop (Nah)
Finna post with the racks mk these b*t*hes head pop (Look at it, look at it, look!)
When they see us they know that we differ a lot (Trap, Yeah)
I can tell you for sure they ain’t n***a like us

My wrist is flooded "(Flood)"
YSL young n***a rich and retarded "(‘tarded)"
Hop outta coupe and we spend with no budget "(Skrrr)"
I got some racks in my mof**kin pocket "(Racks)"
I’m offset bout to take off like a rocket
These diamonds go wet and they drip like a faucet
These flows come easy ain’t no way we gon force it
I don’t trust these n***as they fake and they plastic
My money long and my money elastic "(Racks)"
I’m riding the city I’m riding with a bad b*t*h "(B*t*h)"
I ain’t 21 but I’m a savage
If a n***a wants war I’m excited to start "(Brrr)"
Shoot at the opps keep a gun in the car "(Brrr)"
We got different horse inside the garage
You know we is YSL we all got a lot
We used to be broke and now we getting more "(More, more)"
We came from rags to riches "(Rags to riches)"
F**king the baddest b*t*hes "(Baddest b*t*hes)
I’m all about this riches "(Bout this riches)
I never been about these b*t*hes "(Bout this b*t*hes)"
I might just go get this bag "(Bag)"
Ion know why these n***as mad "(Mad)"
Cos a n***a chasing bag "(Bag)"
I might just stack up these racks, huh
Check out my appearance
Just check out my look
Young n***a respect how we slide (Slide on ‘em)
If I’m gon choose
I’m picking the truth
Ain’t keeping my guard with no lie (Don’t lie to me)
Ion want no booze
My n***as on woods
You know that your b*t*h she gon ride (She’ll ride on me)
We rep the hood
But switch up the mood
The reason your b*t*h she wanna ride (She really gon ride for me)

Watch our moves, how we swerve, how we dunk when we ball
We been up on the grind and we ain’t finna fall (Nah)
We been swxching our b*t*hes, this sh*t like a tour (Trisha, Ann, Lola)
I can tell you for sure you ain’t n***a like us (Yeah)
We been breaking the law we ain’t friend with no cop (Nah)
Finna post with the racks mk these b*t*hes head pop (Look at it, look at it, look!)
When they see us they know that we differ a lot (Trap, Yeah)
I can tell you for sure they ain’t n***a like us

Shawty say she ain’t seen a n***a like me
Told her look at the trap n***as you’ll see (Trap)
Automatic car but you know, I still drift (Skrr)
Lasma can’t stop me ‘cause I’m swift
We the best, young n***a stop playing (Stop)
We in biggest boy league, you don’t fit in (Fit in)
In the trap, we gon ball no dunk (Stunt)
If she ain’t sucking d**k, I’m done (B*t*h)
Accept the n***as we is
Respect the way we drip (Drip, drip)
I’m strapped with a gat
We trap out the field (Gang)
Let nobody cap, I keep standing ten toes, diamonds, big drip, camera shot, commando (Brrr)
Box this n***as down like the roof of my coupe (Trap)
I got lifestyle it’s Kaboom (Top)
Imma rockstar it’s Kaboom (Eh)
No cap, they gon make me get loomed (Me)
Shake these haters off me
All these ladies only come around when there’s money (F**k ‘em)
If you don’t wanna suck the d**k get away from me (Leave)
Iced out Richard Millie got me shining like the summer (ice)
Al All my b*t*hes tens but not one’s timmy turner (shawty!)
Flexing on these shawtys, cause I know they want me (Fresh)
Switched to foreign breed I’m so gone like Uzi (Brrr)
Slime, I am. Pluto, I’m on here

Check out my ‘ppearance
Just check out my look
Young n***a respect how we slide
If I’m gon choose
I’m picking the truth
Ain’t keeping my guard with no lie
Ion want no booze
My n***as on woods
You know that your b*t*h she gon ride
We rep the hood
But switch up the mood
The reason your b*t*h she wanna ride