Look At Me Remix by T-Fesk Lyrics
[Intro]
Yah
Ayy, shoutout X
Look at me
This the remix
T-Fesk, ayy
[Verse 1]
(Damn son, Yah)
Played up some ball with your friends
Stoppin' your ass, a mannequin
Doin' the challenge 'cause shit in the trends
Livin' this life, hashtaggin' mainstream
Bitches don't care if your penis is big
They just need money, don't even reach pants (What)
Bitches don't like you 'cause of the gym
Maybe they like you 'cause of the gin
Way too young to be this lit
Put my troubles in the shit
6lack know-know the fuckin' deal
This the remix of the year
The remix of the year
Yeah.. this the remix of the year
It's like I wanna save all these goddamn hoes
Ain't saying Imma bring you a goddamn rose
But I can bring you here and I can bring you there
Make you open your eyes, make you know a real man
Yeah, do what the song says
Yeah, look at my white ass
[Bridge]
All these motherfuckers keep on knockin' at my door
It ain't about the money and it ain't about the flow
Cause me see no dough and the flow's Tentacion
It ain't about the fame, maybe the flame in my songs
But there's a last thing and I think I know
Cause like Eric B. & Rakim, I got soul
[Verse 2]
(Yah)
I don't think a motherfucker can forgive
Take a motherfucker and kill again (Let's go)
Make the motherfuker won't sin again
Sinnin' as fuck but the Lord my friend (What)
Splashin' on punks like a whoopee cushion
Torture punks like a torture machine
Mashin' on 'em, my mask off
Future shit, 'bout to blast off
I would fight war with peace but we can't
Cause nowadays livin' is war but it seems
It ain't working, it doesn't go
So get your ass a gun and shoot a punk if he comes
Mashin' on 'em, my mask off
Future shit, 'bout to blast off
Mashin' on 'em, my mask off
Future shit, 'bout to blast off
[Outro]
Holy shit
Yah
Ayy, shoutout X
Look at me
This the remix
T-Fesk, ayy
[Verse 1]
(Damn son, Yah)
Played up some ball with your friends
Stoppin' your ass, a mannequin
Doin' the challenge 'cause shit in the trends
Livin' this life, hashtaggin' mainstream
Bitches don't care if your penis is big
They just need money, don't even reach pants (What)
Bitches don't like you 'cause of the gym
Maybe they like you 'cause of the gin
Way too young to be this lit
Put my troubles in the shit
6lack know-know the fuckin' deal
This the remix of the year
The remix of the year
Yeah.. this the remix of the year
It's like I wanna save all these goddamn hoes
Ain't saying Imma bring you a goddamn rose
But I can bring you here and I can bring you there
Make you open your eyes, make you know a real man
Yeah, do what the song says
Yeah, look at my white ass
[Bridge]
All these motherfuckers keep on knockin' at my door
It ain't about the money and it ain't about the flow
Cause me see no dough and the flow's Tentacion
It ain't about the fame, maybe the flame in my songs
But there's a last thing and I think I know
Cause like Eric B. & Rakim, I got soul
[Verse 2]
(Yah)
I don't think a motherfucker can forgive
Take a motherfucker and kill again (Let's go)
Make the motherfuker won't sin again
Sinnin' as fuck but the Lord my friend (What)
Splashin' on punks like a whoopee cushion
Torture punks like a torture machine
Mashin' on 'em, my mask off
Future shit, 'bout to blast off
I would fight war with peace but we can't
Cause nowadays livin' is war but it seems
It ain't working, it doesn't go
So get your ass a gun and shoot a punk if he comes
Mashin' on 'em, my mask off
Future shit, 'bout to blast off
Mashin' on 'em, my mask off
Future shit, 'bout to blast off
[Outro]
Holy shit