I Don’t Like Rkde

[Intro]
Niggas who don't pay me back, that's the shit I don't like
Niggas who don't think they're black AKA they act white
They Oreos, they wear obey you know
They think they get girls, but you know they don't
Money ain't an issue because everybody pays me back
Money doesn't grow on trees, just ask a stinking bank
When I lend you dough, you know I want it back
But you ain't gave it to me, that's how I know you black

[Verse 1]
You say that you got some dough to go to AFC
That's just fake version of KFC
And my niggas know that I say wack jokes
You need to pay me back, because this niggas broke
When I say that I got cheese I mean the dairy product
When I say that I got greens I mean I eat salad
How can you love something which you don't have
I don't love money, so this ain't a stanking ballad
A prince nigga, that's the shit I don't like
A king nigga, that's the shit I don't like
A rich nigga coming up to grab the mic
Then they spit wack bars, that's the shit I don't like
They look like Carlton Cole-like, act like Ashley Cole-like
They bitch look like a bitch but my bitch is Cheryl Cole-like
Dancing on the pole-like, my bitches ain't old-like
From Russia with love, that's a stripper in the cold, right?
Diggers want the gold but the niggers want the fame
And these niggas they don't know what's real so they always fake
So they always take, always make the same mistakes
So I'm handing the note that says, "Watch me overtake"
And this ain't a fucking race but I'm in first, right?
All your fucking pessimism, that's that shit I don't like