Don't Like Remix Lyrics - Xv

[Verse One: Sez Batters] 

Bald nigga, raw nigga, black version of Walt White 

Two words, one name, my chain Bruce Wayne, that dark knight 

Bad chicks I roll with, whack shit, I don't spit 

She do the same while giving brains, I bag her up like Saks Fifth 

Bird talk, swallow theses, you mad at her 'cause she follow me 

Your bars hard, ain't hard to read, I said mad at her 'cause she follow me 

New windows, she macked up, you number two like back up 

He handcuff, Roseanne tough, when you stand up, we crack up, haha 

[Hook] 

A fuck nigga, that's that shit I don't like 

A snitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like 

A bitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like 

Sneak disser, that's that shit I don't like 

[Verse Two: XV] 

Love, life, loyalty is what I said, right? 

And living like legends until we dead, right? 

Bitches hoping they can catch me at a red light 

Hopping out of something you ain't see before like dead might 

But this game makes niggas with dreams end they life 

I thought about it once, I thought about it twice 

But I found passion in that pit rise in the darkest night 

Shout out to Angelakos, that's my nigga Mike 

I hate hearing these new nobodies who just knew somebody 

I hate what these new broads be doing to they bodies 

Vegas hotel lobby, her titties hard as rock 

Her ass already drunk, it's had too many shots 

I hate when niggas hype shit up just to see it flop 

I hate that black pornstars don't get any props 

Shout out Nyomi Banxxx, shout out Mone Divine 

Shout out to Roxy Reynolds, I hope Skin Diamond shine 

Shout out Kristina Rose, she said I'm out my mind 

Won't see me on no set but it's my fucking time, fine 

[Hook 2] 

A fuck nigga, that's that shit I don't like 

A snitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like 

A bitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like 

Sneak disser, that's that shit I don't like 

Don't like, like, don't like, like 

A snitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like 

[Verse Three: Freddy High] 

Fuck niggas, Square Gang, light one, let's airplane 

We kill shit that's fair game, address niggas, Vera Wang 

Change lanes with a red dame, ass shots like Sara Jay 

She suck trey the long way and her tits look just like Tory Lane's 

I'm turnt up, yeah, we repping squares and that's for life 

We don't give a fuck if you don't like, long nights, pop bottles 

We live life, that's our motto, this rap shit don't work out for me 

I could still go back to my old life 

[Hook] 

[Verse 4: Bruce Meanz] 

We're watching TV, yea my thrones, right? (right) 

And blazing up big fat sacks of that northern lights 

Amped up in these A&R's I don't like 

Fake gossipin, twat snitchin 

That bullshit — that's your life 

Fresh grooves and break trance 

Hate those who hate Asians 

My favorite fighter's not Asian 

Hard work, dedication 

Who the bloody team? We run the scene 

I'm Hale Branson, don't fuck with me 

Your wife's here to get drunk with 

She brought friends, we accompany 

This means I'm the ghost 1 

Who'da thought when I grow up 

These OG's woulda cosign 

I'm stuck now and that's toaster 

That all night, on sight 

You're still talkin that trap trap 

Bad news on my snap back 

Watch out when you flash that 

It's cheap cheap that we bumpin 

These trunks rattle all night 

Hard hitters, crank that shit we all like 

[Hook]