Bae (Remix) [feat. G-Eazy, Rich The Kid & E-40]

I'm fresh I'm hood I look good I look like bae I look like bae Ayy ayy Goddamn goddamn Damn My outfit look like God's plan You don't know another nigga that's lit like this Watch change color when I lift my wrist Bling This a Motel 6 keep on them lights Take a bitch on a date fuck her that night She got a boyfriend like Bye nigga Bye nigga Good I'm tryna be your side nigga I'm handsome Handsome I'm fly Fly I'm rich Rich that guy Guy I'm smooth no lie Lie Girl boo Boo you dry They say I look good wanna hear it again If nobody saw me in it I'ma wear it again Back 'Cause I don't give a fuck I look good I look good I look good I look like bae I look like bae Ayy ayy I'm crazy I'm sick Ooh Makin' moves like I'm White Boy Rick Ayy I'm lit like Bic Sleep with one eye 'cause I'm slick like Rick Ooh I'm rich I'm G Your green small money short as IT Isaiah Thomas I'm from the Bay ballin' like I'm KD KD Go to the club we don't need ID Rest in peace Mac Dre I look like bae I'm in my bag Ayy Fuck a fair one I get mines the fast way Ayy I look better than your bitch on my bad day Ayy Money talks so let's find out what this cash say What this cash say Money callin' in my phone it's going ring ring Brrt Every time I come around it's bling bling Every time I come around it's bling bling Free BG I look like bae I'm in London with a ping teng I look like bae That's what they all say ayy I look like bae Young Drake from the Bay I look like bae I'm lit I'm rich I'm rich She a bougie bitch I let her suck the dick Suck the dick Richard Mille two fifty on the wrist Woo woo If the pussy good we might just make a flick Bought a chopper this ain't nothing like a lick Lil' money on his head got him sick Got him sick Bought the AP it's a brick It's brick He bought a Birkin for that pussy it's a trick I'm lookin like bae on my worst day Worst day Killed the pussy did the race like Tay-K I hit the bank what you think Show her two mil' cash she gon' faint Waka Flocka I go hard in the paint Can't do nothin' with the pussy if it stank If she bad buy a Cuban link for the bitch Lookin' like bae 'cause I'm dumb rich I look like bae I look like bae Ayy ayy Fat fly nigga I'm bae I'm bae Let a player through get up out the way Out the way When I was broke I might've been an ugly duckling Now that I'm papered up they want me to be they husband I swear Mack game mack game 'ism Ugh I could have the warden wife come visit me in prison In prison Exclusive gang fitted flamboast Uh-huh Bitch I dress better than you hoes Uh-huh I don't love that bitch she temporarily That ho short-term like old folks memory Huh Once upon a time a little while ago I got rug burns on my knees from fucking a ho uh All we do is make anthems Make anthems Suckers mad mad they throw tantrums They throw tantrums See a fixture on the 'net and on the TV TV Hoopin' and hollerin' talkin' 'bout That 'posed to be me I look like bae I look like bae Ayy ayy