[Chorus]
I don't like that ho
She annoying and she average
She better come correct
I'm f*cking on that L.A. bad b*tch
Put that pole down boy
You know you not savage
I'm charging for the feat
D--Don't hit me with that trash sh*t
[Verse 1]
H--How you lookin' for me, but you ain't been in traffic?
That pole in your name, but you still out here lackin'
I ain't been on it, that's my bad I been slackin'
Potato on the beat n*gga let's get it brackin'
n*ggas say they got your back, but these n*ggas so fake (Fake)
They say it's money on my head
Well come and break the bank
The way they run and scream
n*ggas sound like Ricki Lake
If a n*gga try to test me
I'ma leave him where he lay
An--And a n*gga think it's chicken
n*gga get turned to Chick-fil-A
And free my brother Durk
Man I wish you beat that case
And if you disrespect you catch a hollow to the face
26 the block b*tch Tay-K be the gang
[Chorus]
I--I don't like that b*tch
She annoying and she average
She better come correct
I'm f*cking on that L.A. bad b*tch
Put that pole down boy
You know you not savage
I'm charging for the feat
Don't hit my line with that trash sh*t
[Verse 2]
I can never lack
That sh*t not up in my system
Thinkin' sh*t sweet
You get turned to a victim
He can get hit and whoever came with him
Last n*gga try me
I know his family miss him
I just get the top and you know that I dismiss them
I can't love a ho and never will I kiss them
If that's your mans then pus*y yes I b*tched him
Think that choppa it? b*tch ha it's gon' lyft him
[Outro]
Ha it's gon' lyft him
Ha it's gon' lyft him
Ha it's gon' lyft him