Rich The Kid - Like Mike lyrics

[Intro: Rich the Kid & Jay Critch] Nard & B Know how the f** we bomin', n***a More rings, more chains, n***a Hey Trenchwerk XL Eagle made it Ayy [Chorus: Jay Critch & Rich the Kid] I spend it all, get it right back (What? Right back) You n***as acting up, n***as showing off n***as not even like that (n***as not even like that) Gotta go run to the money, I pick up a bag and I'm coming right back (b**h) Them n***as lookin' real funny I'm whippin' the Jag, I know they don't like that (Skrrt, Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Diamonds they dancin' like Mike Jack (What?) I'm on a roll like dice (Hey) You gotta pay that price (Yeah) She give me face like Skype (Face like Skype) I got an old man tight (Yeah) I gotta ball like Mike (Hey) VVS's dance, yeah they moonwalk (Ice) I put the gang on ice Runnin' to the bands, gotta cool off (Yeah, yeah) [Verse 1: Rich the Kid] I blow them racks when I'm pissed off (What?) Pull out the Wraith, drop the top off (Skrrt) You n***as is softer than cotton (Huh?) Back up 'cause my diamonds be boxing (Woah) Rich Forever getting to the cheddar now (Cheddar now) I bought me a Maybach to ride around (Huh?) I'm flexing, they pulling the cameras out (Flex) They asking me, "What's all the talk about?" (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Left wrist froze, got pointers (Ice) The bankroll too big, it don't fold up (Woah) Rich Forever, whole gang froze up (Froze up) She a motherf**in' liar if she don't know us (Huh?) Back to the trap (Trap) VV's, b**h, my diamonds attack (b**h) Just sippin' the Act' (Act') Ridin' 'round with a pint and a MAC (Grrah) [Chorus: Jay Critch] I spend it all, get it right back (Right back) You n***as acting up, n***as showing off n***as not even like that (n***as not even like that) Gotta go run to the money, I pick up a bag and I'm coming right back (Yeah, Yeah) Them n***as lookin' real funny I'm whippin' the Jag, I know they don't like that (Skrrt) Diamonds they dancin' like Mike Jack I'm on a roll like dice (Hey) You gotta pay that price (Yeah) She give me face like Skype (Face like Skype) I got an old man tight (Yeah) I gotta ball like Mike VVS's dance, yeah they moonwalk I put the gang on ice Runnin' to the bands, gotta cool off [Verse 2: A Boogie wit da Hoodie] Huh? We ain't into the ho talk Turn a n***a whole afro to a mohawk, ayy And I'm making mad money, no lie In the big body, but it's fast like the go-kart, ayy They be so mad when I pull up Put your girlfriend in the back of the tour bus, ayy I ain't got time for a ho now Put my dick in her tonsil, make her throw up, ayy The way she be rockin' Hermès The way she rockin' all this Gucci and Louis I wanna rock out her bed I hope that p**y ain't loose and it's gooey Let's take a flight to Berlin I get you Givenchy and Jimmy Choo things I skeeted all on her chest Watch it drip all the way down to the p**y [Chorus: Jay Critch] I spend it all, get it right back (Right back) You n***as acting up, n***as showing off n***as not even like that (n***as not even like that) Gotta go run to the money, I pick up a bag and I'm coming right back (Yeah, Yeah) Them n***as lookin' real funny I'm whippin' the Jag, I know they don't like that (Skrrt) Diamonds they dancin' like Mike Jack I'm on a roll like dice (Hey) You gotta pay that price (Yeah) She give me face like Skype (Face like Skype) I got an old man tight (Yeah) I gotta ball like Mike VVS's dance, yeah they moonwalk I put the gang on ice Runnin' to the bands, gotta cool off [Outro] Trenchwerk