[Hook:]
Fuck n***as I don't like n***as
All these fucking straps out here why would I fight n***as
Fuck bitches I don't trust bitches
All theses hoes ain't shit n***a I don't love bitches
Fuck n***as I don't like n***as
All these fucking straps out here why would I fight n***as
Fuck bitches I don't trust bitches
All theses hoes ain't shit n***a I don't love bitches

[Verse 1: CashPaid Elway]
Do I look like Rocky Balboa?
I ain't got time to throw jabs that shit over (no sir)
You can get your top popped like Coca-Cola (boom boom boom boom)
Pull it over my shoulder like Curry did Dellavedova (swish)
In other words you can get wet up
N***as speaking on me now I'm starting to get fed up (I swear)
I don't like you n***as I'm just giving yall the heads up (Fuck Yall)
The choppa lay him down and eat his body up like bed bugs
I'm running through these hoes like I'm Herschel (Walker!)
Get up in that pussy I'ma beat it til It's purple (Black and Blue)
And now you fuck n***as who be speaking on my circle
Know we poppin up on n***as like the State Farm Commerical (boom)
It's a little late for apologies (Swear to God)
Hope you n***as got a life insurance policy
Bronco boys, fucking up the whole economy (27 Gang)
N***a never play me, play the lottery (Powerball)

[Hook]
Fuck n***as I don't like n***as
All these fucking straps out here why would I fight n***as
Fuck bitches I don't trust bitches
All theses hoes ain't shit n***a I don't love bitches
Fuck n***as I don't like n***as
All these fucking straps out here why would I fight n***as
Fuck bitches I don't trust bitches
All theses hoes ain't shit n***a I don't love bitches

[Verse 2]
Speaking on me to a bitch boy you so weak
Back in the day you'd get yo ass beat
In the street sweep knock a n***a off his feet
Bullets got him dancing make him do the JuJu on the beat
Now they asking is all the gun necessary
For whoever got her name in their vocabulary
Cause we shooting at these rappers like my n***a Jay
Told my baby momma and my bitch that they gotta share me
Cartier frames gold chain hangin, bitch I'm staying out the way
I don't be hangin
Feelin like ghost killas like Canin
I'm the mutherfucking truth with that yappa hangin
Never been a hoe do yo research
My n***as don't talk we like to reach first
It ain't shit to put a n***a on a T-Shirt
Me and bro did a homicide,call it teamwork

[Hook]
Fuck n***as I don't like n***as
All these fucking straps out here why would I fight n***as
Fuck bitches I don't trust bitches
All theses hoes ain't shit n***a I don't love bitches
Fuck n***as I don't like n***as
All these fucking straps out here why would I fight n***as
Fuck bitches I don't trust bitches
All theses hoes ain't shit n***a I don't love bitches