"Don't Like Me" lyrics

They mad
Somebody get them a tissue

I heard I got a hating hoe upset
The way I'm shining
See my diamonds
Got invisible sets
See me climbing to the top
Now these bitches depressed
They tried to hold they nuts on me
So I stood in they chest (bitch)
Bitch you broke and I'm balling
The nigga got me saved in his phone under Spalding
Pretty clean pussy
Look like the bitch bought it
Ima let him eat it once now the nigga keep calling
(Fuck you want?)
I wake up early just to shit on a bitch
Baguettes fighting on my wrist
Louis V on the fit
Got your nigga fanned out-He trynna take him a pic
Said I'm the trillest and the realist
Wanna throw me the dick
(Come get your hoe)
The way I'm dripping
I be walking on water
-He call me God
They know I'm really with the shit I be kicking
Aye no façade
Said you model but you really be tricking
You need a job
I left the strip club and ran up a ticket
I'm living large

I know these bitches don't like me
I been a cold bitch
Now a bitch really icy
Ran me up a bag so he know the pussy pricey
Got these bitches mad
All they niggas wanna wife me
I know this money turn him on
He a groupie
I don't fuck broke dick
Nah this pussy bougie
I need me a hood rich nigga
I'm choosey
Clutching on his strap while he gripping on my booty

I'm really having my way
Picking up backends from Friday to Friday
My nigga got a strap in, I dare a bitch to try me
I'm a young turnt bitch tell your hoe stand beside me
Wanna see a dead body?
I be really killing these bitches
I'm In my bag
Told em 'I don't see no competition'
I'm on they ass
Say they big, but they know who the "biggest"
Ain't gotta brag
How you hype cause you fucking a nigga I already had
(Stupid)
All this water on a bitch
A hoe could get rich
(Splash)
Say they really popping on the gram but I ain't convinced
How you self made?
Without a nigga you ain't got shit
I'm a real boss bitch don't need a nigga for the least bit
I bust my rollie down
I can't tell the time no more
Throw my wrist up
Just so I can blind a hoe
Got this nigga on my phone, trynna beg me to come home
But I'm sorry baby I ain't trynna wife no hoe

I know these bitches don't like me
I been a cold bitch
Now a bitch really icy
Ran me up a bag so he know the pussy pricey
Got these bitches mad
All they niggas wanna wife me
I know this money turn him on
He a groupie
I don't fuck broke dick
Nah this pussy bougie
I need me a hood rich nigga
I'm choosey
Clutching on his strap while he gripping on my booty