What Do They Like?

I, I, I don't like what I don't like and that don't change But I don't deal in absolutes I don't, I don't, I don't like what I don't I don't, I don't, like what I don't, like what I don't I don't like what I don't like and that don't change, uh But I don't deal in absolutes I got sum' left for all these bitch rappers They all like to steal the swag it's cool I'm with my dawgs from Miami so it's vool I'm with all my dawgs on the stoop I'm with all my dawgs in the coupe Bitch, I'm with all dawgs on the roof I'm with all my dawgs, we gettin' rough A pitbull pup, I'm rippin' cuffs My dick is up, I give a fuck to that ho This what they like, this what they like They don't got brains so everybody is inane We go insane at the show Still the illest in the shop I kill a copper just for thinking he can stop me When I'm speeding on the road Killa, killa, with the mockup Drill a pill head with a choppa Kill him, spillin' on his motherfucking floor I be happy when bad happen to bad A path travelled in past tense Cast shadows of absence I'm ass plastered with absinthe Graphs handle the madness Rap amateurs acting I had happened to pass 'em Calling me a fucking fag but ain't tryna grab it Mom and dad confused by my decisions And that boy abused into submission (We're the Spider, uh, Gang! Would you mind taking this outside?) Uh, I don't like what I don't like and that don't change, uh But I don't deal in absolutes I got sum' left for all these bitch rappers They all like to steal the swag it's cool I'm with my dawgs from Miami so it's vool I'm with all my dawgs on the stoop I'm with all my dawgs in the coupe Bitch, I'm with all dawgs on the roof Ha Y'know? I always knew I'd be a good dad! Ha! Bitch Spider Gang (Spider Gang!) (Shabafablya)