Like mike Lyrics

Big A King, tryna get the block hype I said Big A King, you know I'm tryna get the

Block hype I'm testin', tryna get my mic right

Yeah, I'm ballin' just like Jordan Yeah, just like Mike

Ten haters, line them up as pens, and I'm bullet-striped

Ayy, you know this crowd blockin' up the street Yeah, I'm ballin' just like Jordan

Got that jumpin' on my feet Yeah, the speakers blastin' loud

Then we actually make em' ring If we got a problem, call my homies

Then we make em' sing Ayy, all we usin' is our fist

Yeah, we ain't got no s'mores There is no need for no sticks

When we pull up to the function Yeah, they know I got the drip

Whole family pull their cameras out And they start takin' flicks

Ayy, there is no need for touchin' the blick I don't want no shake, but from Sondhi

These knuckles do the trick If I call up homies for the job

You know he do it quick But he tried to sneak up from behind me

He thought he was slick

Yeah, Big A. King You know I'm tryna get the block hype

One, two, three I'm testin', tryna get my mic right

Yeah, I'm ballin' just like Jordan Yeah, just like Mike

Ten haters, line them up as pens, and I'm bullet-striped

Ayy, football season got me feelin' sporty Pull up with Austin, Austin Maduro

Like it's Rick and Morty We the Red Hawks, every game

You know we be droppin' 40 See your girl up in the stands

And you know I steal your shorty Pull up to that Bengals game

Remember last year? Talking all that stuff But we gon' see who's really trash here

New season Yeah, you know we blowin' past here

Burr off the field Y'all be lookin' where no grass near

We gon' get that W and end your whole career Reason why we gon' be hype today

Is cause we feed off fear We gon' make your mama cry

Your daddy proud to drink a beer Hoppin' in that car, he really drunk

He can't not even stare

New season

Strength

Big A-King, you know we tryna get the block hype

One-two-three, I'm testin' tryna get my mic right

Yeah, I'm ballin' just like Jordan Yeah, just like Mike

Ten haters, line them up as pens, and I'm bullet-striped

Big A-King, you know we tryna get the block hype

One-two-three, I'm testin' tryna get my mic right

Yeah, I'm ballin' just like Jordan Yeah, just like Mike

Ten haters, line them up as pens, and I'm bullet-striped

Yeah, I'm ballin' me and strike

I play the weed bars, now I'm jumpin' up in circles

Yeah, just like a me, one of the smokers

We start eatin' grease, give everyone a plate of weed

New generation in this game, I gotta plant a seed

All this rappin' got me tired, all I need is slumber

Need to close my eyes, and I top them with some cucumbers

I'm on top of the game, but we can share

Yeah, my eyes, you better aim, so I'ma start eatin' some carrots

Yeah, uh

Tryna get the block hype

MMMMMMM

Big A-King