Disgusted Songtext

They say I'm rude
Got them like, "Ooh, ooh"
F you and you
I be disgusted with all these bitches that's on my dick
Disgusted with men that ain't on shit
Disgusted broke shit, that make me sick
True

Keep it cute, stay dangerous, they like
"Lola, chill with all that gangsta shit"
And they don't want smoke till I face a spliff
Hold on, let me take a hit
I ain't never been a jit that hate on a bitch
Copy my uh, imitate the pics
I'm saying, why be lame?
Pull up in that uh, we ain't in the same lane
I get busy you can miss me with the ooh
I get tipsy off the Don Julio
I'm on hots, but they know that a bitch cold
Cold, froze Look at this watch, diamonds gon' dance
Look at this Glock, it'll make you scram
Try to put me in a box, that ain't who I am
I ain't got a cock, but nigga, I'm the man

I be like, "Ooh, ooh"
They say I'm rude
Got them like, "Ooh, ooh"
F you and you
I be disgusted with all these bitches that's on my dick
Disgusted with men that ain't on shit
Disgusted broke shit, that make me sick
True

I'm like, "Who are you? Who invited you?"
Making new friends, hmm, I don't like to do
And your man's in trouble if I like the dude
I'm like, "Bae, what you like to do? Is that all right with you?
Like, you want to do me or you want to do her?
I ain't trying to make peace, I'm just trying to make you uh
Price increase, I can triple up my worth
I can make your life work, nigga, give me the word"
Can't say gator without B.I.G.
Face giving muah, don't need ID
Niggas be crusty, P.I.E.
Nigga S.M.D, I love T.O.P.
Ah, are you mad that he ate on me?
Wasn't they turn, so they hate on me
Money on my mind, you can bank on me
And Lola still winning like c'est la vie

I be like, "Ooh, ooh"
They say I'm rude
Got them like, "Ooh, ooh"
F you and you
I be disgusted with all these bitches that's on my dick
Disgusted with men that ain't on shit
Disgusted broke shit, that make me sick
True