{Verse 1}

I don’t you fuck with you hoes

Ima just keep it simple, you try to hide in my mental

By making all of these riddles

I don’t fuck with you bro

You’d fuck my bitch with no issue, you treat my bitch like she wit you

I treat yo hoe like a tissue

On crip

I don’t love these hoes

I love the dead presidents, the slave ships was my trip

I run for the cash Im so fit

I tell yo girl let me hit, she let me in no resist

And I have problems with the truth so nigga don’t tell me shit

I mean

Push me to the edge, I know all my friends are dead

Ive been living what I said, no one left to break this bread

Free niggas fuck the feds, naked bitch up in my bed

She said she do not give head, I said bitch yousa lie

In the midst of the night, homicide when we ride

When I catch a bitch nigga Im the god to his life

Put a bitch up on the blade then complain it ain't right

But the nigga in me evil and these hoes make me fine

{Verse 2]

I don’t fuck with you niggas

You always change on yo ways, you play the game to switch lanes

You pussy niggas is lames

I don’t fuck with these bitches

They want a dollar exchange, I tell them bitch you so strange

She want the money the fame

I dont fuck with you hoes

You bitches lie like the scripture, edit the shit like a picture

You talking shit but you miss her

I do not know you bro

Dont toss yo hand unless you given me bands

If not than bitch nigga do not advance

[Bridge]

I dont fuck with these niggas

They flip flop like dead cops on this block

I switch flows, like my moods when my mind takes off

I swear to god they want me failing like i been at top

Im killing niggas for no reason I just like when they drop

Never speak my name, i made the world give me brain

Side bitches love talk until they turn up in the grave

And these niggas so bent i made they wife switch teams

Let my lil homies heem, she threw it back on the scene