Section Boyz - #DontLikeThat lyrics
rate me(Hook)
Everyday, man smoke tree, Montee didn't like that
Prim gyal pourin' my drink, she probably wanna swag man
Money man see us in the street, I'm like who's that madman?
Probably wanna smoke my weed, hmm hmm, I don't like that
Hmm hmm, I don't like that, hmm hmm, I don't like that
Probably wanna smoke my weed, hmm hmm, I don't like that
Money man see us in the street, I'm like who's that madman?
Probably wanna smoke my weed, hmm hmm, I don't like that
(Verse)
I was even low in the backcrew, row and then smoke in the front line
Money worn about ten handle, I just sort checks in a Hyundai
Cats who can have me when I was mi, smellin' like iColor chalk line
I just got a pack in the morning, tryna get it gone by lunch time
Tryna get it gone by noon, no bullshittin' if it's on my tune
Back friend tryna stay on my goons, they gone and they scared when the guns might boom
And my (?) got a lung and it's fit like moose, and it's strong
So it kicks like won tie foo, niggas choke in the bum cuz they luv my future
Try portrait me wrong and it's long night you
Poom boom, I got my wracks, within a container
Yo boo boo, she's on mine, so hmm hmm, you don't wife that
Know yo misses is holdin' a weapon up in my flat
Yo misses is holdin' out, bet ya don't like that
Nigga said he wanted a sucka, I said wise that
All my bruda holdin' a second, I fall right back
Man a nice chaps, a high ripe chap, so done try relax out da climax
Ya got a check fo' ya that's at home, no backbone, you're not like that
Phone long comma in pain, stammerin' speed tryna fly back
And I been out there in the ring, mum sayn that we need to sky back
(Verse 2)
Money man see us in the street, I'm like who's that madman?
You have neva slept in the trap, dead men are not like that
Both stepped in with a Mac, I'm like who's that madman?
Dead man chat to my sis, shhh, I don't like that
I don't throw man to a tire, that comma from Thailand
That gyal gave me a lap, toe bro, you shouldn't wife that
With Charly gon' spike it up a nine
She didn't know it was like that
Been in a fueled up front, I am not gonna write back
I am not gonna cide, man, I did the smoke enlightenment
I do rockers icon, no. 9 is my fam
Dat gyal you wanna spike, man, to this left you madman
Hmm hmm, you don't like that
More type voo-doo, wanna fight man
Came like coo-coo on knife man
Lose the cha-ching if ya don't like mine
I ain't into the bling, I can buy that
What ye lookin' at? You a live man?
You some chi-chi man, a sort of like-man
I'm just sayin' words, I'm comin' nice, man
(Hook)
Everyday, man smoke tree, Montee didn't like that
Prim gyal pourin' my drink, she probably wanna swag man
Money man see us in the street, I'm like who's that madman?
Probably wanna smoke my weed, hmm hmm, I don't like that
Hmm hmm, I don't like that, hmm hmm, I don't like that
Probably wanna smoke my weed, hmm hmm, I don't like that
Money man see us in the street, I'm like who's that madman?
Probably wanna smoke my weed, hmm hmm, I don't like that
