Like That

[Verse 1: HideandSeekZoo] I know you see me chilling I know you see me killing these beats Ever see me in the streets But I'm sure your girl love when you see me in the sheets Yeah, but I'm still rapping My bowls to the flow 'Cuz you know that I'm captain Picture perfect, don't need the caption Nonames to the laps The speakers slappin', thumping I think Young Zoo is on to something I'm never bluffing Homie, stop fronting I know you talk shit 'cuz you ain't doing nothing But it's all good Girl, spread that love, or spread them legs I bet you think I fuck with you God damn, them drugs done got to you head [Verse 2: HideandSeekZoo] Man, I swear that I'm back with a brand new attack Taught me on my back That shows what you lack And ain't really funny 'Cuz this rapper is hungry Pass me the mic, let me get this money Got a girl in the north Got a girl in the south Don't even know what I'm talking about But, I'm too on, needa move on Y'all probably gonna hit me for these new songs Don't give a fuck 'cuz I'm having my fun Talking my shit, while I'm smoking my blunt Got the world at my hand, and your bitch at my feet With my heart on my sleeve, still looking for a heat Days on repeat, trying to find what it means All but a dream, so don't intervene Let me catch my Z's, let me feel them Cees Let me burn them trees, make you believe [Hook] It's like that, so I write raps The baseline, is your high hat Talk is cheap, so you buy that Talk is cheap, so you buy that It's like that, so I write raps The baseline, is your high hat Talk is cheap, so you buy that Talk is cheap, so you buy that Like that my boy, like that my boy Like that my boy, like that my boy Like that my boy, like that my boy Like that my boy, like that my boy [Verse 3: Gardeezy] I flow Fucking spit her ass when I smoke I'm fucking kicking back with my folks I know, you don't, no know You claim to make hits But bruh, you ain't making shit We the motherfucking n--gas on Twitter Holler at your bitch, 'cuz her shouts like glitter So cold, so bitter N--ga, raps so sweet Give her a kiss on her fucking cheek Better shut your mouth Boy, them words is cheap You don't like me, don't listen to me Ain't nobody making you Switch lanes in the Coop Addicted to trees, but I'm sick of you I'm so sick of you Got a spliff full of [?] A vision of you , and I'm stuck in the room Cold blunts, smoking Hit a spliff in the morning People yawning when you rapping When I rap they be recording [Verse 4: Gardeezy] I'm shining like dynamite Hit a bong, and I'm looking like it's way too bright Fucking way too tight Need to loosen up Hit the gray bottle, and I goosen up I may do too much for me Rap too good I may give two fucks, but none for you It's way too loud, but none for you I'm gonna smoke it all up in your booth Get high, young lifted Membrane shifted, spliff twisted Make beats in the kitchen Don't like me, don't listen No breaks in this ,but I'm tired of you bitching Bitch