Don't Like Me

Bitches don't like me
Bitches don't like me
Cause they nigga be calling me wifey
Bitches don't like me
Cause I run up a check in my nikes
Bitches don't like me
Cause my whip it travel in high speed
Bitches don't like me

Bitches don't like me
But i do not give a fuck
Ima check chaser
Tryna run that money up
I ain't talking bout knuck
When i'm speaking bout my bucks
If a bitch wanna buck
She can get fired up
I pull up to the scene in my pumas
And bitches real bad
Look like cougars
Got some niggas
They real tough
They some shooters
They be worshipping
CRI$ G like i'm Buddha
Trying to join the gang
I'm like baby who ya
I'm the teacher lil bitch
Lemme school ya
I ain't boo boo baby girl
But ill fool ya
Want a semi
But for now got a ruger
I got niggas
Yeah they all got they glocks
Kitty banging
Gonna make ya heart stop
If i want it
Then u know i'ma cop
We cant speak
If it ain't bout no guap
You ain't popping
Lil bitch you a flop
Yall washed out
I could call u hoes mops
Princess crissy
Only be making bops
Got ya nigga
He was giving me top
I be blocking bitches for fun
Watch out! CRI$ G got a gun
I ain't coming if it ain't about funds
Inhalin ganja got it all in my lungs
I really prefer my hundreds when they're blue
I pull up to any scene wit my crew
You know me I got all of the juice
Ima winner baby wont call a truce

Bitches don't like me
Bitches don't like me
Cause they nigga be calling me wifey
Bitches don't like me
Cause i run up a check in my nikes
Bitches don't like me
Cause my whip it travel in high speed
Bitches don't like me

Real pretty bitty
Niggas wanna get wit me
Trying to feel all on a titty
So I hit em with the glizzy
Pop a xanny make you dizzy
All my bitches getting jiggy
Wont pull up unless its litty
Poison hoes now they mouth fizzy
I'm out here claiming virgin
Cause I can't give a fuck
And these hoes want problems
So we come running up
Like I'm cardi came thru dripping
But I don't want me an off set
I just want a million dollars
So these bitches can be upset
She thinking that I wont shoot
Stupid whore! she ain't duck yet
I ain't Keith lil bitch
But I swear I make you hoes sweat
Folks who try to cross me
That's the last thing they gon regret
Some gotta be wrong with y'all
Y'all prototypes y'all got sum defects
Want a rarri
Tryna pull up in style
Got my bitches
Yeah they all going wild
We ain't equals
Lil bitch you my child
Chase a check
Like i'm running a mile
Super duper lil bitch
Call me Kyle
Keeping tabs
I know y'all got a file
Y'all be jocking
You hoes copy my style
Remember my name
Cause i'll be here a while
Really petty
So he calling me Betty
Yeah i'm focused
Only worried bout fetti
Want sum bread
Like I own me a deli
Y'all trapped in the closet
Ain't talking R. Kelly
Eating up
Feel it all in my belly
Pretty bitch
So I make you hoes jelly
I ain't stopping
Til I'm all on ya telly
I'm Beyonce
I could never be Kelly

Bitches don't like me
Bitches don't like me
Cause they nigga be calling me wifey
Bitches don't like me
Cause i run up a check in my nikes
Bitches don't like me
Cause my whip it travel in high speed
Bitches don't like me

This for all the bum ass hoes that don't fuck wit me



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Writer(s): Cri$ G
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