The Real Bril - Get Like Me Lyrics

Told lil nigga that his money too small
Told em get like me
Dawg don't ask me to spit no verse
This style ain't free
F*ck round put a nigga face on a t-shirt
That's R.I.P.
Whole lotta money and a whole lotta bitches
That's all I see
Booty real but the titties fake
Hair did with the edges laid
Lil nigga you a feather weight
I came thru set the record straight
I had to motivate em
See all of my haters
See they wasn't hating enough
All she wearing is a wedding band nigga
She still ain't naked enough
I got this in Paris boy
And I got these
Whenever I went to New York
You can't get these in the store
These ain't no Chuck's
Baby these Christian Dior
Grown folk shit lil nigga
The f*ck is you playing for
I got the shootas with me lil nigga
They gon do what I pay em for
Told lil nigga that his money too small
Told em get like me
Dawg don't ask me to spit no verse
This style ain't free
F*ck round put a nigga face on a t-shirt
That's R.I.P.
Whole lotta money and a whole lotta bitches
That's all I see
I just might step on the throttle
I just might f*ck on a model
I'm a go buy me a bottle
I'm a go blow some exotic
She want me lifting her up
She want me deep in them guts
I'm a go buy a Patek
Then I'm a VV it up
Never bought a Lamborghini
But I can see me in that truck
I mean you can try what you want
But I keep a stick in the cut
We gon ball out nigga
We let em think what they want
She a trendy lil bitch
Her belt got the Gs in the front
Gucci Gang nigga
Told lil nigga that his money too small
Told him get like me
Dawg don't ask me to spit no verse
This style ain't free
F*ck round put a nigga face on a t-shirt
That's R.I.P.
Whole lotta money and a whole lotta bitches
That's all I see