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I Look Like
New Age
I Look Like was released on May 13, 2024 by GatorTalk LLC as a part of the album Lost Files - EP
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Release DateMay 13, 2024
LabelGatorTalk LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM84

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Malik Montgomery
Malik Montgomery
Songwriter

Lyrics

Then fake you cooking up
She look like a brick, huh? I look like a lake, huh
She gon' fuck the gator then I pass it to my clique, huh
She know that I'm lit, nah 2k on my kicks, nah
I just caught a play and then I ship it to the penthouse
She look like a brick, huh? I look like a lake, huh
She gon' fuck the gator then I pass it to my clique, huh
She know that I'm lit, nah 2k on my kicks, nah
I just caught a play and then I ship it to the penthouse
Water, water, water, water, water
Yeah, that shit on froze
She just keep on blowing up my line, I'm whipping on the stove
Choppers to my right, choppers to my left
Choppers all around this bitch, we strapped up, we don't care
Yeah, I make this shit look easy
Shout out Remy, that shit cheesy
My bitch say she tired of lies
I'm like, you know you won't leave me
I get an M.O. then I buy a designer
Call my daughter, she know that I got it
Text on my face, but I come at her private
Standing on business if we got a problem
Big ass midget, I can't tuck it, I'ma slide
I'm like, fuck it, pants set, show my ass
Clutching while I'm all up like a brick, huh
I look like a lake, huh
She gon' fuck the gator then I pass it to my clique, huh
She know that I'm lit, nah 2k on my kicks, nah
I just caught a play and then I ship it to the penthouse
Push my buttons, don't advise it
20k, that's on deposits
All my life I had to hustle
Struggled just to get a profit
Now I just look in my closet
Ransom, he got hella options
White bitch, watch her snow the line
I nicknamed her Mary Poppins
**** saw that you're like bitches
Pussy **** short inches
All I know is gripping stanchions
Plead the fifth if you go missing
What you spend up on your outfit
Ho, I spent that on some socks
Treat my bitch just like a barber
She gon' ride till I say stop
Drive a chick and get them split
I was somewhere on the road
Equipped with iron, bitch, that's a must
I can't sleep without my pole
Chasing money in my sleep
Check my coat tag, it ain't cheap
From the bayou, it ain't safe
All my gators play for keep
Young bitch on my dick, huh
I could pay her rent, huh
Dig her down for hours
Now she walking with a limp, huh
She look like a ring, huh
All out of GT shit
Damn fake, you cooking up
Written by: Malik Montgomery
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