Fraud niggas, y'all niggas, that's that shit I don't like Yo, this shit make believe, rappin' bout my own life Woo, that's Ranga, woo, Rick Flanda, woo, the power's in my hand, nigga, woo, I get this beat to Jenga Soho, or Tribeca, three-ho, trifecta, dope money, coke money, shoe blow, my watch better, my pen's better, you don't write, trendsetter, you clone like Paid homage or cage vomit, ungrateful niggas I don't like They smile in my face, that's what I don't like They steal your whole sound, that's a soundbite The media crucify me like they did Christ They wanna find me napped, breathing like they found Mike A girl around her mouth, only out of spite But I never hit a woman, never in my life I was in too deep, like Mackay Fife And now, and now so deep I could've drowned twice Rose gold, Jesus peace with the brown ice Eating good, vegetarian with the brown rice Girls kissing girls, cause it's hot, right? But unless they use a strap-on, then they not, yeah They ain't about that life, they ain't about that life We hanging out the window, it's about to be a Suge night Free bump J, real, real hoe life Shout out to Degrose, man that n***a nice Shout out to L.E.P., J Boogie, right? Chief Keef, King Louie, this is shy, right? Don't like, a snitch That's that s**t I don't like That's that s**t I don't like Sneak inside, that's that s**t I don't like Don't like, don't like A snitch, that's that s**t I don't like Fake Gucci, that's that s**t I don't like Smoking on his dope, higher than a pipe Don't, don't, don't knock me down, she gon' let me pipe Swimming so soft, that's that, that, that I like I don't want relations, I just want one night Cause it's thirsty, thirsty, that's that s**t that I don't like I got tats up on my arm, cause this s**t is light And I splash on a bunch of clothes, cause I'm living life I come up on the scene, and I'm still alight Chum, chum, chum, how light, got me feelin' right Chum, chum, chum, cheeky, f**k who don't like If, if, if we GBE, we just go psyche Don't like, a snitch That's that s**t I don't like Cheeky, that's that s**t I don't like Sneak inside, that's that s**t I don't like We are not one and the same I'm f**kin' insane, f**k is you sayin'? Yo ass been doin' the same, s**t, not doin' what you sayin' Dang, I tell your OOT, what's f**kin' in the lane? Turn one hoe to a train, blah, bling My mind's holdin' that pain, I just hope you been prayin' Bang, bang, ridin' for my, for my tennis ball life High class, I'm just surrounded by these lowlifes And I run as stiff like it's no lights Goin' hard the whole night, cause I ain't goin' back to my old life, I promise Don't like, a snitch That's that s**t I don't like Cheeky, that's that s**t I don't like Sneak inside, that's that s**t I don't like I done sold purple, I done sold white Runnin' out of work, that's that s**t I don't like She never let me hit, she gave me dome twice She blowin' up my phone, that's that s**t I don't like Nah, jean jacket with the sleeves cut Put the pressure on them just when they think that I eased up 30 foot of Cuban, another 30 foot of Jesus Believin' ourselves when nobody else believed us Suckers That's that s**t I don't like A snitch, snitch, that's that s**t I don't like That's that s**t I don't like Sneak inside, that's that s**t I don't like