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look like you (remix) - 150 lyrics

[chorus: grizzy]
trap-trap in a bando, i don’t wanna look like you
my young n-gga with the rambo, you be getting jooked right through
gotta have scrams on the block cah you know what the hood might do
all my 150 n-ggas trap cah we don’t wanna look like you
trap-trap in a bando, i don’t wanna look like you
my young n-gga with the rambo, you be getting jooked right through
gotta have scrams on the block cah you know what the hood might do
all my 150 n-ggas trap cah we don’t wanna look like you

[verse 1: sneakbo]
look at me, look at me
i don’t wanna look like you
i got a fast car on the drive (skrr)
and i got a pushbike too
us man smoke bare weed
dem man bunning bare food
give me one spark of the zoot
i’m about to k!ll this tune
tell a boy move, man can’t chat to my crew
man can’t do what i do
man best move, when you see gorz come through
dat n-gga there move loose
vroom-vroom-vroom, man might pull up on you
ting go boom-boom-boom, now look at you
you, you, you and who?
you had too much att-tude (that’s right)
my n-ggas be clapping you
before all the fame, i’ll show you what hammers do
don’t let capo spaz on you
load up the something, ba-ba-ba-ba-bap on you
free maggie b
free all my n-ggas, man, free all the gs
free mk, littlez and twigz
real n-ggas like pdc
when fisherman come back home
bare man better go home
reckless with the big ting
lock it down, on one on road

[hook: grizzy]
trap trap in the bando, i don’t wanna look like you
my young n-gga with the rambo, you be getting jooked right through
gotta have scrams on the block cuh you know what the hood might do
all my 150 n-ggas trap cuh we don’t wanna look like you
trap trap in the bando, i don’t wanna look like you
my young n-gga with the rambo, you be getting jooked right through
gotta have scrams on the block cuh you know what the hood might do
all my 150 n-ggas trap cuh we don’t wanna look like you

[verse 2: s-wavey]
already told you n-ggas about the trap
like my n-gga m dargg, i ain’t run that back
7 out of 10, yeah that sh-t was wack
you ain’t even bad, you ain’t even gotta act
if i go wooly then i’ll link in thames
your man dem broke, go half on the ben
in a bigger whip, riding round with a skeng
with a bad b-tch, yeah, her name is gem
when i’m talkin’ light brown i don’t mean no boxing
my dons are really tryna box em
come through yeah on a boss ting
my man dem is clapping, your girlfriend is catting
the pagans are chatting, see anybody, we’ll wrap him
shoutout my haters in clapham
(s-wavey, i’ll definitely clap him)

[verse 3: grizzy]
never seen them in the field
but they’re doing all that rap
young n-gga in the bando
tryna count all them racks
met your girlfriend and i slid through
now she want a car ride back
turn a good girl to a bad b-tch
now i want them all like that
got p-ssy, got p-ssy, got gucci, don’t know about you
got b-tches, got b-tches, they stay cause they want a round two
i was f-cking his b-tch for a minute and he never knew
put my d-ck in the b-tch, then my n-gga was f-cking her too
mr doo-doo-doo, in the cut man, doo-doo-doo
doo-doo-doo, drop road, doo-doo-doo
still up on my block, young n-ggas and they’re savage with it
roll around the block, big bag, no baggage in it
don’t care about the tool, blow out his belly, saw rice, bit of cabbage with it

- 150 lyrics

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