Never Liked You Lyrics

I never liked you, I never cared about the bitch

I'm just tryna run it up, I'm tryna run up some chips

Nigga thinkin' that he that, I'ma put him in the mix

Got a bin from New York, nigga shoutout to the Knicks

Tried to run from the beam, boy you Ricky, need to sit

Shit, we shootin' clean jumpers, shit, shoutout to J.R. Smith

Niggas really ain't my mans, cause they cannot co-exist

I'll slide on an opp and go and get me an assist

You got that fake ass rollie on, hope they cut your wrist off

You don't wanna see me mad cause I get pissed off

Bring that bag in, got that flame thrower finna pick off

Niggas speakin' on my mans till he get picked on

You ain't street, just tell me how it be, I ain't discreet

Shit, if I'm beefin' with your brother, that's your brother, duel genes

Pocket rocket on my side, I got the glockie with the beam

I'm standin' on my ten toes, don't give a fuck about your dream

Really, standin', treacherous, posted on the block

An M30, perc blue got me excellent

Bitch gave me devil's neck, now I feel like a exorcist

You say an opp in the air, we inhaled the bitch

Naw, you really ain't my mans, don't touch my wrist, boy

You got your gun took, that is not your blick, hmm

He got that lil' kit, you was not on shit

You ain't hit a nigga block and dropped shells on shit

He say a baby in the bag, let me check this shit

Oh, it came raw

Soft bag, time to flip this bitch

Nine sixty-fours in the air, ain't never touched work

You heard that whole bar wrong, I hope you stayed woke

Fuck

That's exactly how you niggas sound, you tryna cop a gram

Is you for real? I got a half a pound

How you dropped a pendant, but your gun never made a sound

I'll rather walk a nigga down before I sit him down

Turn him into Michelin, he need a fix a flat

Turnaround after turnaround, go get a lumberjack

Niggas don't wanna copy me so bad, so you a copycat

Sticked up like a blind man, go get a hockey mask

I need some new baguettes, before I gamble on the road

Shit I'll face some tech

Wockiana in my system, ima break her neck

A whole sleeve in my hoodie, I'ma make her wet

Stop playin' with me

Come on