Lil Pump - Don't Like Me** lyrics

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Lil Pump - Don't Like Me** lyrics

[Intro: Lil Pump] Uh, Jetski [Chorus: Lil Pump] Brand new SB's, I'ma stomp 'em out in my Nikes (Nikes) New SRT, I don't give a fu*k if a b*tch don't like me (Nah) Ooh, love swervin' in a new Maybach, nah, I ain't no hypebeast (Yeah) She stay lurkin' (Uh-huh), baby mama callin' my phone like "Pipe me" (Pipe me, yeah) Lambo, no keys, drive too fast, ain't tryna indict me (Uh) Only more beats, that's the only thing that excite me (Huh?) And it feel holy (Holy), beat the pussy up, I make it pipe me (Yeah) [?], I don't give a fu*k if a b*tch don't like me (No way) [Verse 1: Lil Pump] I'm ridin' 'round in a Benz, I wanna fu*k on that b*tch and her twins (Uh-huh) Bored, done did it again, I dropped 20k on Cartier lens (Uh-huh) I stomp 'em out in my timbs, Rolls Royce, I done stratched the rims (Uh-huh) I bought a crib for my crib (Crib), bought a bust down for my b*tch (Yeah) It don't get redder than this, walk into Saks, spend 1k on the fit (b*tch) They wanna su*k on the drip (Ooh), you ain't livin' life like this, lil' b*tch (Nah) 100 round drum with the kit (Fa-fa), 8 rings sittin' on my fist (Yeah) Sippin' Wockanda, no Tris (No Tris), came in the game with a brick (Brick) She wanna su*k on the team, all of my cars, they came with no keys (Yeah) None of my cars are leased, bust a nut in every b*tch that I see (I see) b*tch, I'm on bean machine (Yeah), nobody takin' more beans than me (No way) Im sippin' on red, no green, I give a fu*k if a b*tch don't like me (b*tch) [Chorus: Lil Pump & Jackboy] Brand new SB's, I'ma stomp 'em out in my Nikes (My Nikes, yeah) New SRT, I don't give a fu*k if a b*tch don't like me (Don't like me, yeah) Ooh, love swervin' in a new Maybach, nah, I ain't no hypebeast (Yeah) She stay lurkin', baby mama callin' my phone like "Pipe me" (Like pipe me, yeah) Lambo, no keys, drive too fast, ain't tryna indict me (Indict me, yeah) Only more beats, that's the only thing that excite me (Excite me, yeah) And it feel holy, beat the pussy up, I make it pipe me (Like pipe me, yeah) [?] (Uh-huh), I don't give a fu*k if a b*tch don't like me (Nah) [Verse 2: Jackboy] I'm pullin' up, brand new Lamb' fu*k them one-hundred's like [?] I had to do a hard time in the can Now I'm out stackin' bread, in the booth goin' ham Done ran up a check like I'm signed by Nike I fu*ked this b*tch, now that ni**a don't like me Kick her out when we done all that, thot, excite me I'm married to the game, you can't be my wifey I'm married to the game, I don't need no thot I don't trust no b*tch, I just trust my Glock I trust my pump, you know I go dumb Your ass get slumped, I shoot my shot My first shot out the box, secure on spot These ni**as just hate, I touch the top fu*k your crew, you ain't getting no loot You get me mad, I'm goin' down on you Get me mad, I'm gon' slide on you (Click-blaow) You don't really run with the troops Step on a ni**a in Dior shoe Bless a ni**a, eh, out the blue Knock that ni**a inside of the shoot Big Glock on me, I got it blew Big Glock on me, I don't fear of no man 10 toes down, I ain't never run [Chorus: Lil Pump] Brand new SB's, I'ma stomp 'em out in my Nikes (Yeah) New SRT, I don't give a fu*k if a b*tch don't like me (Uh-huh) Ooh, love swervin' in a new Maybach, nah, I ain't no hypebeast (Yeah) She stay lurkin' (Uh-huh), baby mama callin' my phone like "Pipe me" Lambo, no keys, drive too fast, ain't tryna indict me Only more beats, that's the only thing that excite me And it feel holy, beat the pussy up, I make it pipe me [?], I don't give a fu*k if a b*tch don't like me

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