Like Me (Original)

[Intro: Pop Smoke]

Uh

Yeah, yeah

You ain't never met another nigga like me

You say you lookin' for a man, you got the right one

She said, "Boy, you handsome, boy, you sexy, boy, you fire"

Look

[Verse 1: Pop Smoke]

I'm like, "What's crackin'?" She like, "Pop, I got a man"

I'm like, "Damn, how you know me?" Say she got me on the 'Gram

I say, "Look, I understand, but baby, I'm the fan, 'cause you the baddest bitch I ever seen walk on the land"

She say, "What's that on your face?" And I say, "It's a cold world"

Way you bitin' your lips though got me like, "Oh, girl"

Get money and stay aggressive, baby, it's your world

Martin talkin' to Gina, baby, you go, girl

Who you with? I'm with the lions and gorillas, gangbangers and drug dealers

All thеm scammers and them killers who I hang with

Yеah, I taste good, ain't no onions on my sandwich

I'm 823 and everybody know I'm sanctioned

Why? 'Cause if I shoot, I'ma shoot that, woo and I'ma woo back

Yeah, I'm from the Floss, you know the language

I put it on the table so that everything is clear

Put them diamonds on your necklace to match them on your ear

She like, "Send me a text"

The end of the night, she was laid up in the bed

Liftin' up her dress, had her bent over the ledge

Kissin' on her neck when she went to give me head

What's next? Look

Let me fuck you, let me suck you, let me eat you, let me hold you

Let me beat up on that pussy like a real nigga's supposed to

If you ain't know I had the power, let me show you

Shark on your plate, we eatin' dinner at Nobu

[Chorus: Pop Smoke]

You ain't never met another nigga like me

You say you lookin' for a man, you got the right one

She said, "Boy, you handsome, boy, you sexy, boy, you fire"

You ain't never met another nigga like me

You say you lookin' for a man, you got the right one

She said, "Boy, you handsome, boy, you sexy, boy, you fire"

[Verse 2: Chuckiee]

Bad lil' ​thang, think she feelin' the kid

So I pulled up on her, see how she get, got her nervous and shit

I'm watchin' close, the way she bitin' her lips

I got her close, hands tight on 'em hips

And girl, you know I'm tryna see how it feel

Tell her she can stop with me, keep it real

Like, baby you was meant for me, girl you should know you sent for me, yeah, yeah, yeah

So for you girl, I cook it up, flip and mix it up, put them bands in your hands

The situation ain't clickin', I'll make you understand

21 questions guessin', that I got you answerin'

Like, you know who I am girl, I got you on the gram and

Free all my niggas that got locked up in the can

You was on my team like you my nigga, you my man

Got you lovin' on a nigga, you in the palm of my hands

And do whatever I can, like

[Chorus: Pop Smoke]

You ain't never met another nigga like me

You say you lookin' for a man, you got the right one

She said, "Boy, you handsome, boy, you sexy, boy, you fire"

You ain't never met another nigga like me

You say you lookin' for a man, you got the right one

She said, "Boy, you handsome, boy, you sexy, boy, you fire