What I Look Like (W.I.L.L.) (Remix) lyrics

[Chorus: DJ Paul]
With the house will never strap n*gga
What the f*ck I look like
Since I rap no more trap n*gga
What the f*ck I look like
Rolling up some bad b*tch
What the f*ck I look like
We would out of bad b*tch
What the f*ck I look like
What I look like, What the f*ck I look like x4

[Verse 1: DJ Paul]
I go toe to toe and that's blow for blow, cause I'm bad ass he this
I go hold to hold but there go for sure, I got me big hair in your b*tch
Catch me roll the dope and smoke till I drop I got the dough on big
Guess it's house party up in this hoes I play with all f*ck this
n*gga I'ma care hold that pus*y, even red like should naughty
Knock that into my n*ggas, what the f*ck I look like
I'm cold as [?] I'm smoking and rolling
Quick to get the dirt you ever [?] that homie
Deal another hold it, hold it, big thug it
Holdin my [?] if you keep on calling, calling
I'ma kay on [?] share on other sh*t
Our heart bout kray talk another sh*t
Top of the day can't greed some other sh*t
On rich b*tch all my other sh*t
b*tch you call trip, what the f*ck I look like
If I ain't got no Benz on me I dont' look like
[Chorus: DJ Paul]
With the house will never strap n*gga
What the f*ck I look like
Since I rap no more trap n*gga
What the f*ck I look like
Rolling up some bad b*tch
What the f*ck I look like
We would out of bad b*tch
What the f*ck I look like
What I look like, What the f*ck I look like x4

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
Is Gucci Mane the player let them making like a lean there
What I look like I'm having to scrap without walking them
Roll the balling homie you'll be line is a champion man
I'ma trap boy, dope boy, I want my party f*ckin them
If I have a problem they say they dont' really smoking down
He has a knock you out but get you out, get you out of
I don't buy no bill but my boy is got some problems at
Dudes I know why you cut no make you think your House was hundred
Fall up in the moon so yesterday the pus*y [?] own it
That see you out of king of drama I might have some gorgeous at
I know it's just a torture, but I swear I got a fortune
And the Gucci Mane so rubber than [?] why the f*ck you got all these [?]

[Chorus: DJ Paul]
With the house will never strap n*gga
What the f*ck I look like
Since I rap no more trap n*gga
What the f*ck I look like
Rolling up some bad b*tch
What the f*ck I look like
We would out of bad b*tch
What the f*ck I look like
What I look like, What the f*ck I look like x4
[Outro: DJ Paul]
Get the f*ck out my face
Get the f*ck b*tch
What the f*ck I look like