nejay - like him lyrics
[hook]
i done, took so many l’s it don’t feel right to win
i don’t trip over b+tches, the come and go like wind
this gas so strong, but i’m fresh like mint
nejay so smooth, i wanna move like him
had a bad day, where my b+tch at, blow her hip in
new coupe, should’ve bought the range, i can’t fit sh+t
get yo b+tch, she at the crib tryna l!ck d+ck
i can’t stay broke, b+tch i gotta fix it
n+ggas be asking for handouts like charity, but these n+ggas change like post nut clarity
when i blow, b+tches gon’ come and try to marry me
don’t pull that, you gon’ get dubbed terribly
perky perky got her tryna slurp me
throw the p+ssy, think she tryna hurt me
blew my hip, i think i need some surgery
and don’t hit my phone if it’s not an emergency
[verse 1]
if i throw her the d+ck, she gon’ turn to a stalker
since she wanna act like a b+tch, imma walk her
goin’ codeine crazy i feel like a monster
suck my d+ck, imma turn her to a home for the fosters
i do my thing, ball need a ring
b+tches want sh+t but got nothing to bring
f+cked up in the crib and got nothing to do
only lit with my n+ggas, won’t get lit with you
yeh, pop a perky
i’m stuffing my bad like a turkey
tell her “kiss my d+ck like a hershey”
these n+ggas know imma blow, b+tch you heard me
told that boy “come with a vest”, yeah
cause i’m bout to put him to rest, yeah
these n+ggas cap, lemme guess
that boy a rodent, a pest, yeah
[hook]
i done, took so many ls it don’t feel right to win
i don’t trip over b+tches, the come and go like wind
this gas so strong, but i’m fresh like mint
nejay so smooth, i wanna move like him
had a bad day, where my b+tch at, blow her hip in
new coupe, should’ve bought the range, i can’t fit sh+t
get yo b+tch, she at the crib tryna l!ck d+ck
i can’t stay broke, b+tch i gotta fix it
n+ggas be asking for handouts like charity, but these n+ggas change like post nut clarity
when i blow, b+tches gon’ come and try to marry me
don’t pull that, you gon’ get dubbed terribly
perky perky got her tryna slurp me
throw the p+ssy, think she tryna hurt me
blew my hip, i think i need some surgery
and don’t hit my phone if it’s not an emergency
[verse 2]
i get the pack, and i flip it, i’m gone
the hoes on my body, they singin’ my song
i f+ck on yo b+tch and she say my thing long
i beat on my chest and i feel like king kong
got the big bag on me i feel like i’m santa
and i feel like lil baby chains on in atlanta
n+ggas two face uh hannah montana
and i f+ck on yo b+tch yeah she ate my banana
they wanna be like me
diamonds so icy
that is yo b+tch but i made her my wifey
glocky all on me, please come and try me
hit yo b+tch from the back just like a himey
if he want smoke, he can come get it
i’m at his head like a muhf+ckin’ fitted
rest in peace juice wrld, goodbye and good riddance
i f+ck on his b+tch cause she know that i’m drippin’
the water yo cup and its lean that i’m sippin’
the hunnids is blue and you think that i’m crippin’
shot him in the leg and that n+gga he limpin’
i f+ck on his b+tch and that n+gga he simpin’
you thought i was finished well i am not done
and i spit back to back like a muhf+ckin’ gun
and that n+gga he seen me so he had to run
and yo b+tch seen my d+ck yeah she say that im hung
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