Bitch I Met

[Intro: 03 Greedo]
O3- - yeeee
You ain’t nothing like the bitch I
What you transforming or something?
What the fucc?
It’s like a week

[Chorus]
You ain’t nothing like the bitch I follow
You ain’t nothing like the bitch I met
You ain’t nothing like the bitch I follow
You ain’t nothing like the bitch I met
You ain’t nothing like the bitch I folllloow
The bitch I met, like the bitch I met
You ain’t nothing like the bitch I met

[Verse 1: A.R. the Mermaid]
You ain't like the nigga that I met, you dippin' on the net
You be cappin' for the gram, you ain’t really like that
Do this shit for fun, your ex-bitch be bumpin' all my shit
Ex-bitch love me, say my music make her coochie wet
I be posted on the block, I’ll die about my respect
You look better on that IG, in person who is that?
You a different dude, I can’t fuck with you
Might just switch out these niggas, call it switcheroo
Switch these niggas out, I ain’t playin' with em
Dating on the business, real gang member
Got these niggas in they feelings, cry a river
I be in these niggas mouth; painkillers

[Chorus: 03 Greedo]
You ain’t nothing like the bitch I follow
You ain’t nothing like the bitch I met
You ain’t nothing like the bitch I follow
You ain’t nothing like the bitch I met
You ain’t nothing like the bitch I folllloow
The bitch I met, like the bitch I met
You ain’t nothing like the bitch I met

[Verse 2: 03 Greedo]
You ain't nothin' like the bitch that a nigga double click
Gotta live just like I’m locked up and I need another week
You ain’t nothing like the bitch that I used to wanna hit
You ain’t nothing like these bitches that be all up on the dick
Your ex ain’t nothing like these niggas that ridin' with the stick
Your ex-nigga ain’t no trapper, your ex-nigga don’t take trips
He be saying that he a rapper, he ain’t never made no hits
He be sayin' he got action, he ain’t never in the field
He ain’t nothing like the nigga that you thought he really is
03 Greedo really live the type of life you say you live
All thrill, probably got a hundred rounds on top his head
Yeahhh

[Verse 3: A.R. the Mermaid]
I’m a rich bitch (uh) I got issues
Niggas know I'm creepin', give a nigga blues
I’m in love with money, gotta keep it comin'
I be trappin' all night, uh, 'til the morning
Keep this nigga with me, we like Martin and Tommy
Let a nigga play, tell him run up on me
Say he think he know me, cuz he follow me
I be outside, niggas police
Niggas duck and hidin', they ain’t really street
You just outside lookin' in, you don’t know me (uh-huh)
Nothing like the rest, so don’t disrespect
I be posted with the uh-huh, give me that

[Chorus]
You ain’t nothing like the bitch I follow
You ain’t nothing like the bitch I met
You ain’t nothing like the bitch I follow
You ain’t nothing like the bitch I met
You ain’t nothing like the bitch I folllloow
The bitch I met, like the bitch I met
You ain’t nothing like the bitch I met