Just Like Me Lyrics in English – NBA YoungBoy

-{Intro: YoungBoy}-
(Pipe That Sh*t Up TnT)

-{Chorus: YoungBoy}-
Got The Same Balencis Like Me
Oh, I Know You Like Me (Oh, Woah, Yeah)

-{Refrain: YoungBoy}-
I Got Bentley, Codine (Uh), Know I Like Yo’ Body
Girl, You Go Dumb In That Benz Exotic
Bought A New Bentley, Now She Big Girl Girl Driving
All The Girls Be On Me (They On Me)
But, You Know That I Watch It
I Barely F**k Around With These H*es
I Been Telling Them She With My Bros

-{Verse 1: YoungBoy}-
I Sit Back, Tryna Get Top From This Ho
Yeah, He Is Tryna Go Do Him The Same
Beat The Case, Then I Trap In The Court
Eight Hundred K On A New Plain Jane
Stop The Car, Let The Bros Bang With The Flame
They Know Where I’m From, And They Know How I Came
Lil’ Shawty Go Dumb And It F**k With My Brain
Lil’ Shawty Go Down And It Drive Me Insane
I See You

-{Chorus: YoungBoy}-
Got The Same Balencis Like Me
Oh, I Know You Like Me

-{Verse 2: YoungBoy}-
Okay, You Cute, I See
She Be Thinking She Out Styling Me (Woah)
She Dressing Her Sh*t Up Inside Chanel, Celine
I’m Putting It On
Richard Mille Just Sitting On Top Of Her Arm
But Don’t Cost More Than My AP (Wow)
L!ck On That Girl, I’m Cleaning Her Out
She Came For The Check, Now She Tryna Take It —?
Sipping Lean With Her Dawg
This Sh*t Here, Yeah, It Kick, For Real It’s Dope
I Tell You, My N**ga, It’s Dope
Wait, Put Down That Smoke And Pick Up Yo’ Pole, I Think I Hear Knocks At The Door
Yeah, —? Lame Sh*t, I Don’t Even Care About That
I’ma Smoke It All, Buy Hella Clothes
I Might Just Buy Lil’ Shawty A Bag
Designer Drugs, I Got Someone Girl
Got Her Geeked Up, She Don’t Usually Do Drugs
Just Put Your Feet Up, I Don’t Go To Clubs (Yeah)

-{Refrain: YoungBoy}-
I Got Bentley, Codine (Uh), Know I Like Yo’ Body
Girl, You Go Dumb In That Benz Exotic
Bought A New Bentley, Now She Big Girl Girl Driving
All The Girls Be On Me (They On Me)
But, You Know That I Watch It
I Barely F**k Around With These H*es
I Been Telling Them She With My Bros

-{Verse 3: YoungBoy}-
I Just Talked To My Five Through The Phone
I Just Payed Me Like Five For My Home
Mhm, I Need Me Three Bad B*tches Walking Around In They Thong
I Need New VLone, Tell That Ho
“Put That Sh*t On” (Put It On)
Sitting Around Trapping
She Come Back With Bags, And Then, I Put That Sh*t On
I Want That A*s To Pick Up That Phone
All My N**gas Outside Get It On
Can’t Get No Packs, —? Under My Jag’
My Necklace, My Fingers, They Glowing
These Lil’ N**gas Mad, I Ain’t Getting Loud One Night
I Had To Go Walk Through The Storm
I’m Keeping My Flag, You Already Know That I’m Right
Got My Brother’s Name On My Left Arm

-{Refrain: YoungBoy}-
I Got Bentley, Codine (Uh), Know I Like Yo’ Body
Girl, You Go Dumb In That Benz Exotic
Bought A New Bentley, Now She Big Girl Girl Driving
All The Girls Be On Me (They On Me)
But, You Know That I Watch It
I Barely F**k Around With These H*es
I Been Telling Them She With My Bros