Everybody wanna be like me Everybody wanna be like me (ooh, yeah) Everybody wanna be like me (huh?) Bust down, big chains and dress fancy (ooh) Bust down, big chains and dress fancy (yeah, ooh) Everybody wanna be like me (ooh) Everybody wanna be like me

I wanna be living for the love of you All that I'm giving is for the love of you Hmm Huh Huh Hoo hoo hey baby I'm looking for you Drifting on a memory Ain't no place I'd rather be Than with you, loving you Day will make a way for night All we'll need is

Throw it back, yeah All I do is count racks, ooh Told that bih throw that shit back, ooh Throw it back, huh Throw it back, ooh 2-17 on the track, man Yeah, yeah, ooh Huh, Huh, yeah, huh, huh, ayy

I don't even understand how the fuck my plug talk (huh? what, what?) Pick him up in a space coupe, I don't let my plug walk (skrrt, pull up in a space coupe) New freak, had to cut my other lil' bitch off (ooh, ooh, lil' bitch) Fifty K, you could come and

Uh huh huh and you don't stop Clap your hands to the beat, to the beat Just clap your hands to the beat, to the beat Come on clap your hands to the beat, to the beat I said clap your hands to the beat, to the beat We in this Great Lakes state Eatin' steaks

Hotboxin' in the whip (in the whip) I don't even smoke (smoke though) But we drop tops and let it rip (skrrt, skrrt) Pull up if it's smoke (huh?) With them big rocks up in her ear (word) Chandelier (chandelier), can you hear? (huh?) Who that there? Who

I'm mixing them cookies with sherbert (lean) I get the money you heard (huh) I got customers, I might fuck on her (bitch) I might pop a Perc, I might make it work (huh) I need a Fanta got syrup Young nigga hop out the vert (woah) Yah, yah, huh Yah, yah,

All you gotta do, now I had a dream Crazy dream, uh-huh Anything I wanted to know Any place I needed to go Hear my song Yeah, people don't you listen now?

Going down, it's going down Going down, it's going down, huh Oh my God, shawty thick she Oh my God, yeah, yeah Going down, it's going down, hey Oh my God shawty thick she Oh my God, yeah, ay Oh my God, shawty thick she-

You can't tell me I ain't fly (you can't tell me I ain't fly) I know I'm super fly (I know it) I know I'm super fly (I know), I know I'm super fly (I know) Now watch me fly, fly You can't tell me I ain't fly Fly, fly, fly It's Gucci (it's Gucci) Huh? Fly