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Like That (Remix) Video (MV)




Performed By: Xwenty
Length: 2:27
Written by: Ahmed Mlih, Luis Colon




Xwenty - Like That (Remix) Lyrics




I get back, yeah, like that
I get racks, yeah, like that
Xo life, yeah, that's facts
Bag a knife and dash that
Two 4's bitch, yeah, no cap
Run the block, yeah, no cap
F*ck a hoe, yeah, like that
Puff and pass, yeah, like that

Get that bag, man, flip that
Got no time, bitch, run fast
Smoke a blunt, bitch, no crack
F*ck a hoe, yeah, like that
Glow up bitch, it's fight time
Wake up, bitch, its grind time
Yung Groove, yeah, that's my slime
135, that's my time

Do it myself, yeah, like that (yeah), don't need BJ to spit facts
Man, bitches just plastic bratz, they'll stab your back like a rat (yeah)
Haters say I sound too young, yet I'm the one who's more hung
Hey, f*cker, swallow your tongue, cause bitch you Chowder, I'm Mung

Roly, roly-poly, b-boys be bugging, 14 Rollie's cause they waste time
Feel like SOCRATES with some soccer cleats, f*ck Xwenty, he a sex line
Took an epoch, got mocked off, got blocked by the haters and caught Scurvyy
And like an employee, restocked till my world was topsy turvy

F*ck Vitamin C, can you not see that f*ckers like me be a hundred degrees?
Lots of deodorant (lots of deodorant), axe the whole game, Jayceon's odorless
Unlike you wet Dobermans (woo), y'all just bend over, man
Stop trippin', start sobering (yah), while I take voltaren

Murda, Murda, Murda Beatz (Murda Beatz) Can I really flex, man?
Hell yes I can, I have moccasins, and I blow you up, half Moroccan
B-B-B-Better watch it (better watch it), like yo Sinn is German, you vermins
All squirmin', no learnin', no permanent earnings to flex at a sermon (y'all fake just like serpent)
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I get back, yeah, like that
I get racks, yeah, like that
Xo life, yeah, that's facts
Bag a knife and dash that
Two 4's bitch, yeah, no cap
Run the block, yeah, no cap
F*ck a hoe, yeah, like that
Puff and pass, yeah, like that

Get that bag, man, flip that
Got no time, bitch, run fast
Smoke a blunt, bitch, no crack
F*ck a hoe, yeah, like that
Glow up bitch, it's fight time
Wake up, bitch, its grind time
Yung Groove, yeah, that's my slime
135, that's my time

Do it myself, yeah, like that (yeah), don't need BJ to spit facts
Man, bitches just plastic bratz, they'll stab your back like a rat (yeah)
Haters say I sound too young, yet I'm the one who's more hung
Hey, f*cker, swallow your tongue, cause bitch you Chowder, I'm Mung

Roly, roly-poly, b-boys be bugging, 14 Rollie's cause they waste time
Feel like SOCRATES with some soccer cleats, f*ck Xwenty, he a sex line
Took an epoch, got mocked off, got blocked by the haters and caught Scurvyy
And like an employee, restocked till my world was topsy turvy

F*ck Vitamin C, can you not see that f*ckers like me be a hundred degrees?
Lots of deodorant (lots of deodorant), axe the whole game, Jayceon's odorless
Unlike you wet Dobermans (woo), y'all just bend over, man
Stop trippin', start sobering (yah), while I take voltaren

Murda, Murda, Murda Beatz (Murda Beatz) Can I really flex, man?
Hell yes I can, I have moccasins, and I blow you up, half Moroccan
B-B-B-Better watch it (better watch it), like yo Sinn is German, you vermins
All squirmin', no learnin', no permanent earnings to flex at a sermon (y'all fake just like serpent)
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Writer: Ahmed Mlih, Luis Colon
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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