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letra de don't like me - mak'n hits knightly

(n-n-n-n-noah)

[verse 1]
cash
i been on the road i’m
doing my sh-t but these —— hatin’ i don’t know why
it’s ok, long as money calling me i’m balling everyday
i just gotta pick up when that mothaf-cka’ rang
baby, why you bother me? you know i’m on my sh-t right now
all these —— follow me, that’s why i keep my stick around
you can’t tell me sh-t. if i’ma smoke, then i’ma smoke right now
rollin’ up a spliff and it’s that gas. (gas)
she gon’ suck my d-ck in some flip flops, this h-e gaggin’
f-ck her till she jump, she gon’ “kriss kross”, i’ma legend
i’m with all that sh-t, f-ckin my b-tch. i’m tryna get rich. (yeah)
i’m supplying d-ck, she gon’ leave with all my kids

[chorus]
yeah, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
so b-tch i’ma boss don’t f-ck with me unless you wanna get gone
uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
b-tch, i’ma menace, a little too different, i really put 10k on your domе

[bridge]
aye say man
i ain’t tryna hear what a —– talkin’ bout, you heard mе?
we get money over here
—— over here tryna get at me cuz i’m getting some p-ssy?
—– f-ck you, i’ma do my own thing
aye say, f-ck all y’all, we getting money over here, gang
[verse 2]
(yeah)
what’s up, you know that i’m mad, lil —–
got me on lockdown from getting this cash, like how could you do me like that, lil —–
you know i’m chill, just know i’m for real. the cash in the bank out the bag, lil —–
[?] in the [?], to empty my feelings. filling my lungs with the gas, lil —–
you know i’m back, back in the trap with the raps. hittin’ that b-tch from the back
i chop it up in the back, feel like i came from j-pan. (hittin’ it harder)
she got more water than toilets, i’m finna dive in her ocean
she likin’ it. all though i’m sick in my head, she gonna suck it up quick
cash flow, money comin’ in like a boat, in love with the cartel
i gotta whip, lovin’ the way how it “prrr”, pull up my car tails
this h-e a rider, i’m finna f-ck her regardless, she gon’ be screaming for hours
hit in the showers, [?] right into the p-ssy, now i’m sweaty and tired

[verse 3]
in the toyota, thinkin’ bout life gettin’ older, i’m growing up like a flower
she don’t like flowers, but i feel like you a rose, sittin’ around some flowers
why you got these —— lookin’ at me why i talk to you?
if you got a problem then get at me
[outro]
at me
—— talkin’ to the gang gang
choppa hit ’em when the sun down
i don’t wanna play the blame game
cuz we gon’ hit em’ with a hunnid rounds
p-ssy —— don’t you @ me
don’t f-ck with me, i ain’t one of them ——. (oh, woah)
don’t f-ck with me, i ain’t one of them ——
knowin’ —— don’t like me
i know these —— don’t like me
i know these —— don’t like me. (yeah)
it’s okay. (yeah)

knowin’ —— don’t like me
i know these —— don’t like me
i know these —— don’t like me. (yeah)
it’s okay

- makn hits knightly

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