[Hook]
I don't like what I don't like and that don't change, uh
But I don't deal in absolutes (In absolutes)
I got some left for all these bitch rappers (Bitch rappers)
They all like to steal the swag, it's cool (Okay, it's cool)
I'm wit' my dawgs from Miami, so it's vool
I'm wit' all my dawgs on a stoop
I'm wit' all my dawgs in a coupe
Bitch, I'm wit' all my dawgs on the roof

[Verse]
I'm wit all my dawgs, we gettin' rough a pitbull pup
I'm rippin' cuffs, my dick is up, I give a fuck to that hoe
This what they like, this what they like, they don't got brains
So everybody is inane, we go insane at the show
Still the illest in the shop, I kill a coppa
Jus for thinkin' he can stop me when I'm speedin' on the road
Killer, killer, with the mockup, drill a pillhead wit' a choppa
Kill him, spillin' on his muthafuckin floor
I be happy when bad happen to bad
A path traveled in past tense, cast shadows of absence
I'm ass plastered wit' absinthe, graphs handle the madness
Rap amateurs actin'
I had happened to pass 'em
Callin' me a fuckin fag but ain't tryna grab it
Mom and dad confused by my decisions
And that boy abused into submission
[Hook]
I don't like what I don't like and that don't change, uh
But I don't deal in absolutes (In absolutes)
I got some left for all these bitch rappers (Bitch rappers)
They all like to steal the swag, it's cool (Okay, it's cool)
I'm wit' my dawgs from Miami, so it's vool
I'm wit' all my dawgs on a stoop
I'm wit' all my dawgs in a coupe
Bitch, I'm wit' all my dawgs on the roof