Yo Gotti - Like That (feat. A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie & Ty Dolla $ign)

Yo Gotti - Like That (feat. A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie & Ty Dolla $ign)
January 31st, 2020
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Yo Gotti has linked up with A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie & Ty Dolla $ign on a new track called “Like That.”

Song Lyrics

No, no, no, no
No, no, no, no
No, no, no, no (RockBoyBeats)
No, no, no, no (That nigga Ladd got the truth)

Yeah, I would take you Chanel if you want me to
Put your foot over your head when I'm fuckin' you
When you say you miss me, I can't tell if it's true
So nowadays I just lie and say, "I miss you too"
But I only bought you Chanel 'cause I wanted you
You let me fuck you with your friends so I don't cheat on you
You always put me in my bag, that's where I'm comfortable
And then I get another bag for her

Fuck a bag, bae, let's get a bag, bae
We get money, we ain't trippin' on what the tag say
One got the Rolls truck, you got the mansion Wraith
You ain't wanna have a threesome, you wanted to play it safe
Now you a big ol', big ol' freak, comin' at your body
'Long as I got you and you got me we don't need nobody
Ain't gon' lie like I'm just perfect, go buy you some purses
Cover up the pain when I know you out here hurtin'
I'm just tryna fast for what you past, but you make a couple memories
Fuck you with no rubber, make a couple mini-mes
Turnt your ex to a hater, make him envy me
You know I'm locked in these streets 'till they sentence me

Yeah, I would take you Chanel if you want me to
Put your foot over your head when I'm fuckin' you
When you say you miss me, I can't tell if it's true
So nowadays I just lie and say, "I miss you too"
But I only bought you Chanel 'cause I wanted you
You let me fuck you with your friends so I don't cheat on you
You always put me in my bag, that's where I'm comfortable
And then I get another bag for her

No, no, no, no
I could tell you don't fuck with real niggas like that
No, no, no, no
I could tell you don't fuck with real niggas like that

Fuck being mad, I'd rather blow a bag
She said he cheated, broke her heart, she wanna pay him back
You gotta think beyond the surface, you gotta protect the brand
Every queen got a purpose, you thinking like you worthless
Fuck the purses and gifts, cars and the crib without the D's and slips
Is it really yours, is it really yours? I can hear it in your voice that pussy moist
I know you think that you don't got a choice, if you want a real nigga the choice is yours
The money yours, new Porsche, Saint Laurent, Fendi, and Christian Dior

Yeah, I would take you Chanel if you want me to
Put your foot over your head when I'm fuckin' you
When you say you miss me, I can't tell if it's true
So nowadays I just lie and say, "I miss you too"
But I only bought you Chanel 'cause I wanted you
You let me fuck you with your friends so I don't cheat on you
You always put me in my bag, that's where I'm comfortable
And then I get another bag for her

I bought you Chanel 'cause I wanted you
I fucked you with your friends 'cause you told me we was cool like that
Spent the bag, made you comfortable
Baby, I could tell you don't fuck with real niggas like that
No, no, no, no
I could tell you don't fuck with real niggas like that
No, no, no, no
I could tell you don't fuck with real niggas like that