XV - Don't Like Remix lyrics

[Verse One: 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 giving brains, I bag her up like Saks Fifth Bird talk, swallow theses, you mad at her ‘cause she follow me Your bars hard, ain't hard to read, I said mad at her ‘cause she follow me New windows, she macked up, you number two like back up He handcuff, Roseanne tough, when you stand up, we crack up, haha [Hook] A f** n***a, that's that sh** I don't like A snitch n***a, that's that sh** I don't like A b**h n***a, that's that sh** I don't like Sneak disser, that's that sh** I don't like [Verse Two: XV] Love, life, loyalty is 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 end they life I thought about it once, I thought about it twice But I found pa**ion in that pit rise in the darkest night Shout out to Angelakos, that's my n***a Mike 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 too many shots I hate when n***as hype sh** up just to see it flop I hate that black p**nstars 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, fine [Hook 2] A f** n***a, that's that sh** I don't like A snitch n***a, that's that sh** I don't like A b**h n***a, that's that sh** I don't like Sneak disser, that's that sh** I don't like Don't like, like, don't like, like A snitch n***a, that's that sh** I don't like [Verse Three: Freddy High] f** n***as, Square Gang, light one, let's airplane We k** sh** that's fair game, address n***as, Vera Wang Change lanes with a red dame, a** shots like Sara Jay She s** trey the long way and her tits look just like Tory Lane's 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, this rap sh** don't work out for me I could still go back to my old life [Hook] [Verse 4: 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 [Hook]