[Intro]
Ayy
I don't do sh*t but these b*tches hate on me
These n*ggas ain't my type, yeah, they gotta pay a fee
Talkin' hot sh*t, now you tryna cop a plea
Don' let 'em fool you, they don't even f*ck with me
[Chorus]
I don't do sh*t but these b*tches hate on me
These n*ggas ain't my type, yeah, they gotta pay a fee
Talkin' hot sh*t, now you tryna cop a plea
Don' let 'em fool you, they don't even f*ck with me
[Verse 1]
When a b*tch ain't never had sh*t, she gonna show it off
Gotta change his ways 'cause he f*ckin' with a boss
My whole fit pricey so don't ask me what it cost
And I never loved that n*gga, that's just what he thought
I got a lot of shooters so just watch how you move
She diss me on the 'net, I'm still playin' it cool
My mama say, "Don't talk to a b*tch below you"
Don't even got no friends, I really f*ck with a few
A band off a feature, I'm the sh*t now
She run up on me, it's a risk now
All this gold in my mouth, I got a big smile
All this snitching on n*ggas, you got a big file
My grandpa really gone, it got me f*cked up
His hand on my chain so I feel lucked up
If a b*tch speak on him, she gon' get touched
Ever since he left me, I been feelin' stuck
[Chorus]
I don't do sh*t but these b*tches hate on me
These n*ggas ain't my type, yeah, they gotta pay a fee
Talkin' hot sh*t, now you tryna cop a plea
Don' let 'em fool you, they don't even f*ck with me
[Verse 2]
Now let's get to these n*ggas, yeah, these bummy n*ggas
Always snitchin' on theyself, yeah, these dummy n*ggas
Never got no money, pockets funny, n*gga
But if I call one time, my n*ggas comin', n*gga
And these b*tches just be fake, I don't associate
Steady talkin' hella sh*t, she need some Colgate
Anything I do, I know she gon' hate
And I'm eating 2019 up, grab a plate
Bags packed just in case I gotta take a quick flight
If your chain so real, why that sh*t feel so f*ckin' light?
They say I'ma make it and I really pray that they right
'Cause I can't rely on my mom and my dad my whole life
Just six months ago I graduated for real
Just four months ago I started rappin' for real
Talk behind my back, you ain't real for real
Can't wait 'til the day I touch a mil' for real
[Chorus]
I don't do sh*t but these b*tches hate on me
These n*ggas ain't my type, yeah, they gotta pay a fee
Talkin' hot sh*t, now you tryna cop a plea
Don' let 'em fool you, they don't even f*ck with me
[Outro]
I don't do sh*t but these b*tches hate on me
These n*ggas ain't my type, yeah, they gotta pay a fee
Talkin' hot sh*t, now you tryna cop a plea
Don' let 'em fool you, they don't even f*ck with me