Just Like That(Explicit) - Mims

Just Like That (Explicit) - Mims
Yeah
I'm back b**ch
Okey
Ni**a
Sat is out
Just Like Easy ni**a I'm ruthless
Catch me wit ya breezy pushin dat new whip
Drop top new 6 white on white new kicks
I'm just creeping cross the world like ludacris
But niggaz in the hood sayin MMS done sold out
See me in the club and they pullin dat gold out
But they don't know I'm wit the same niggaz I came wit
Same niggaz from the hood niggaz I bang wit
Sh*t aint change different hood the same sh*t
Aint no half steppin' on some big daddy kane sh*t
I walk like hustla creeping hustlas language
We don't know each other cause ya hustle is ancient
Ya way too old niggai
A flow like H20 ni**a
Yeah
Know every place you go ni**a I knows you
Pumpin on dat shring thats right ni**a I own you
Bring the hook in now somethin' for me to zone to
Just Like that a ni**a blow up and do good now
The hood don't want you back ni**a
Just Like that they see you on the cover of dat
Fortune Five and catch heart attacks yeah
Just Like that
Just Like that
You can't go back now
Just Like that
Just like that
You can't Go back now
I'm lookin for dat sunshine but I aint low flippa
Yeah I'm a star but I aint the low dippa
Always been bad forever since a low ni**a so b**ches
Love my swag used to call me low jigga
Corey sedmonds you need to bring it to the streets
So now I'm just chillin in the belly of
The beast waitin for my
Release date a ni**a hungry as hell
But I be d*mned if you catch me
Walkin for some cheesecake
I be in each state new b**ch
On my arm new twenty on
The chain another six on the charm
I'm a don muf**ka kiss the ring when you see me
See I do what I do like I do it for TV
I'm too hot too hot
So now it's all eyez on me like 2pac
2pac
Ridin round on my lap got 2 glocks
This rap sh*t done made me crazy
If it aint about the money ni**a F**k You pay me
Just Like that a ni**a blow up and do good now
The hood don't want you back ni**a
Just Like that they see you on the cover of dat
Fortune Five and catch heart attacks yeah
Just Like that
Just Like that
You can't go back now
Just Like that
Just like that
You can't Go back now
You was never in my class yous a b**ch
Thought you was sh*t
Now ya class dismissed
Ya story aint real enough
Your lies keep buildin up ya b**chmaid
Homie so for you I keep a switchblade on me
'Cuz I don't need a gun for you a**
Ill give ya a** a head
Start for I run for ya a**
Fatboy boy
I'm watchin you put on a act boy
I thought you was my man you
Gone do me like that boy
But you know what they say
And I'm callin it out
Out
When the pressure cook up
The true colors come out
Vaseline
Vaseline in you a** and a dick in you mouth
Sit back and got the industry trickin you out
You a b**ch ni**a sell ya soul or get rich ni**a
So I guess it time to expose ya whole sh*t ni**a
Yours truly MMS they last soldier
The lesson for today is done class over
Over over over