[Intro]
I think she like me
I think she like me
Say she wanna fight me
Yeah, I like that
Wait, wait, aye
Yeah
[Chorus]
I think that she like me
Say she wanna fight me
But we know what that mean
Hit her with the righty, left
That bitch ain't wifey
Knock her lights out
One round like I'm Mike T
KO!
You'd be lucky if I put you on the payroll
Pesos by the million, tengo queso
Wait, whoa, how I'm ballin
Make break your, ankles bitch lay low
[Verse 1]
She say she bi, oh yeah we gotta link
Ain't no way her iphone dry, seen it blink
That shit lookin' like it's 5-0 when she in the streets
5 stars on her, someone cuff her, please
Met up with lil weta now she tryna get smoked out
Pass a blunt around and she like "bust a lil flow out"
Do re mi fa saca la mota
Straight up baddie with me, but she a lil' jota
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, we lifted off the asphalt
It's just me and lil bratz doll
She mad she can't get her pants on
Like baby, that's your ass fault
Yeah, she say that I'm an asshole
But I show love with trash talk
And I like it when she dish it back y'all
So imma shot my shot like last call cause
[Chorus]
I think that she like me
Say she wanna fight me
But we know what that mean
Hit her with the righty, left
That bitch ain't wifey
Knock her lights out
One round like I'm Mike T
KO!
You'd be lucky if I put you on the payroll
Pesos by the million, tengo queso
Wait, whoa, how I'm ballin
Make break your, ankles bitch lay low
[Verse 2]
I've been pullin lot of change from the couch
And you know that imma count
Peep the fangs in my mouth bitch
I'm out for blood and I'm draining them out
Cause they ain't no fun, something like they bank account
Ooh, I do my own stunts
Ain't a thing to announce
Only hold dubs, yeah, they come in great amounts
When I'm back home with the bug
Know I gotta take her out
Point to what she want
Ain't a plate she can pronounce
Rappers better get gone
Your best song, type of music, cool to cast, Efron
Four eyes and they hella red
Now I'm set to get the teflon
Little pot for the stu, how I get my chef on
Oh yeah, yo bitch like me
Me like her, unlikely
Why the fuck she right up beside me
Yikes, please dont hit the phone
I don't fuck with hoes, 'less they my wifey's type
[Chorus]
Baby, I think that she like me
Say she wanna fight me
But we know what that mean
Hit her with the righty, left
That bitch ain't wifey
Knock her lights out
One round like I'm Mike T
KO!
You'd be lucky if I put you on the payroll
Pesos by the million, tengo queso
Wait, whoa, how I'm ballin
Make break your, ankles bitch lay low