Letras

[Verse 1]
I'm fresh, I'm hood, I look good
I look like bae
I look like bae
Aye, aye
[Verse 2]
God damn, God damn (Damn)
My outfit look like God plan
You don't know another **** that's lit like this
Watch change colour when I lift my wrist (Bing)
That's a Motel 6, keep on them lights
Take a bitch on a date, fuck her that night
She got a boyfriend like bye **** (Bye ****)
Good, I'm trying be a side ****
I'm handsome (Handsome)
[Verse 3]
I'm fly (Fly)
I'm rich (Rich)
That guy (Guy)
I'm smooth
No lie (Lie)
Girl boo, you dry
They say I look good, wanna hear it again
If nobody saw me in it, I'ma wear it again (Right)
'Cause I don't give a fuck
I look good, I look good, I look good
[Verse 4]
I look like bae
I look like bae
Aye, aye (Ye)
[Verse 5]
I'm crazy, I'm sick (Ooh)
Making moves like I'm White Boy Rick (Aye)
I'm lit, like Bic
Sleep with one eye 'cause I'm slick like Rick (Ooh)
I'm rich, I'm G
Your green small, money short as IT (Isaiah Thomas)
From the Bay ballin' like I'm KD (KD)
Go to the club we don't need I.D. (Rest in Peace Mac Dre)
I look like bae I'm in my bay (Aye)
Fuck a fair one, I get mines the fast way (Aye)
I look better than your bitch on my bad day (Aye)
Money talks so lets find out what this cash say (What's this cash say?)
Money calling and my phone is going ring-ring (Brr)
Every time I come around it's bling-bling
Every time I come around it's bling-bling (Free BG)
I look like bae I'm in London with a Peng ting
[Verse 6]
That's what they all say
I look like bae
I look like bae
[Verse 7]
I'm lit
I'm rich (I'm rich)
She a boo-jee bitch I let her suck the dick (Suck the dick)
Richard Mille, 250 on the wrist (Woo, woo)
If the pussy good we might just make a flick
Bought a chopper, this ain't nothing like a like lick
Little money on his hand got him sick (Got him sick)
Bought the AP, it's a brick (It's a brick)
He bought a Braking for the pussy, it's a trick
I'm looking like bae on my worst day (Worst day)
Killed her pussy, to the Race like Tay-K
I look like the bae, what you think?
Show her two mil' cash, she gonna faint
Mother fucker I go hard in the pink (In the pink)
Can't do nothing with the pussy if it stank (If it stank)
If she bad, buy a Cuban link for the bitch
Looking like bae 'cause I'm dumb rich
[Verse 8]
I look like bae
Aye, aye
[Verse 9]
Fat, fly ****, I'm bae (I'm bae)
Let a player through, get up out the way (Out the way)
When I was broke I might've been the ugly duckling
Now that I'm papered up, they want me to be they husband (I swear)
Mack game, mack game, ism (Ugh)
I could have the warden' wife come visit me in prison (In prison?)
Exclusive gang fitted, flam-boast (uh, huh)
Bitch I dress better than you hoes (Uh-huh)
I don't love that bitch, she temporarily
That hoe short term like old folks' memory (Ah?)
Once about a time a little while ago
I got rug-burns on my knees from fucking a hoe (Ugh)
All we do is make anthems (Make anthems)
Suckers mad mad, they throw tantrums (They throw tantrums)
See a fixture on the net and on the TV (TV)
Hooting and hollering "That's 'posed to be me"
[Verse 10]
I look like bae
I look like bae
Aye, aye
Written by: Earl Stevens, Gerald Gillum, Mikely Adam, Odis Flores, Rich The Kid
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