Ion Like lyrics

Oh baby, triple, oh yeah!
Enviyon on the mix
Ay, ion like these n*ggas
Ion like these b*tches, Ion like these n*ggas

Aye, ion like these n*ggas
Act like b*tches get around me and try to sneak a picture
On the gram, he got his [?] but he don’t keep it with him
He say he don’t be with my ops but i know he be with ‘em
And ion like them n*ggas

And ion like these b*tches
Act like n*ggas, get around and try to sneak a picture
On the gram that b*tch a fan and in real life she be dissin’
It’s ‘cause her n*gga missin’ and ion even kiss it
Ion like these b*tches

Aye, he don’t even keep his pipe
He be texting b’s to find somewhere to sleep at night (lil broke boy)
Spend a bag on drugs, but that lil boy ain’t eatin’ right (you lil broke boy)
Those aren’t real [?], you got pressed X
I got a twenty on me right now you can’t even match that
Ion like you n*ggas lying, [?] whoever on the gram
Tell ‘em [?]
I thought you was a member, damn
Boy you got them n*ggas slammed
Calmed my nerves, i’m smokin’ bam, ay ay
Aye, ion like these n*ggas
Act like b*tches get around me and try to sneak a picture
On the gram, he got his [?] but he don’t keep it with him
He say he don’t be with my ops but i know he be with ‘em
And ion like them n*ggas

And ion like these b*tches
Act like n*ggas, get around and try to sneak a picture
On the gram that b*tch a fan and in real life she be dissin’
It’s ‘cause her n*gga missin’ and ion even kiss it
Ion like these b*tches

That b*tch know she want a feature
That b*tch wanna be the queen but she could never be her
Ion cause a scene with hoes, i’d rather call it [?]
Cal Anita Baker, n*gga, then i leave ‘em
That b*tch desperate, she get treated, and she can’t f*cking treat him
Take a n*gga paper, don’t go on no dates with him
Told him time expired, b*tch i never wait for him
Told his ass [?], someone better pray for him
If my b*tches with me, n*ggas better pay for them

Aye, ion like these n*ggas
Act like b*tches get around me and try to sneak a picture
On the gram, he got his [?] but he don’t keep it with him
He say he don’t be with my ops but i know he be with ‘em
And ion like them n*ggas
And ion like these b*tches
Act like n*ggas, get around and try to sneak a picture
On the gram that b*tch a fan and in real life she be dissin’
It’s ‘cause her n*gga missin’ and ion even kiss it
Ion like these b*tches

Ion like these n*ggas
What my friends doing? They playin’?
Aye, nah i love your friends, they can come out
What they doin’, what ya’ll doing
Uh-uh, ion like them b*tches