Freddy High - I Don't Like (Freestyle) lyrics

[Verse 1: Sez Batters] Bald n***a, raw n***a, black version of Walt White Two words, one name, my chain Bruce Wayne that Dark Knight Bad chicks I roll with Whack sh** I don't spit She do the same while I give her brains I bag her up like Saks Fifth Berto, 40's you mad at her cause she follow me Y'all balls hard and hard to read I stay mad at her cause she follow me Through windows she macked up You number 2 like backup He handcuff Rozanne tough When you stand up we crack up HA! HA! [Hook] A f** n***a, that's that sh** I don't like, nah Snitch snitch n***a, that's that sh** I don't like, nah A b**h n***a, that's that sh** I don't like, nah Sneak dissers that's that sh** I don't like [Verse 2: XV] Love, life, loyalty that's what I said right? And living like legends until we dead right? b**hes 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 n***as with dreams in they life I thought about it once, I thought about it twice But I found pa**ion in that pit rising the darkest knight Shout out to Angel Lockos, that's my n***a might 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 a** already drunk, it's had to many shots I hate when n***as hype sh** up just to see it flop I hate that black p**n stars 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 f**ing time [Hook] [Verse 3: Freddy High] f** n***as, square game Light one, let's airplane We k** sh** that's fair game Address n***as we Vera Wang I change lanes with a rare dame Ass shots like Sara Jay She s** tray the long way Her tits look just like Tory Lanez I'm turnt up Yeah we repping squares and that's for life We don't give a f** if you don't like Long nights, pop bottles We live life, that's our motto If this rap sh** don't workout for me I can still go back to my old life [Hook] [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 bullsh** – 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 f** 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 sh** we all like