Fuck With You

[Intro]
Don't got time to fuck wit fake niggas
Fake bitches

[Verse 1]
It's that banger rap, chrome but the handle black
I used to apply pressure, they couldn't handle that
But listen I'm about money, I ain' wit the lies
Should say your name cause you a bitch in disguise
Niggas that already did time know how that shit feel
Should be buried alive man how that kid squeal [but then again]
2K13 a lot of niggas rattin' now, ooh they thirst cream
Bottle and an actress now, ooh she slurped me
Fuck dat doe, she a skeez, why you cuff that fo
Make mad paper lotto, then you fuck mad hoes
Why you mad at G? I went the dolo route
We ain't holding out, ammo and the scopes is out
Run up on soldiers then explode wit this gun that i'm holding
Fuck it I'm open who you want me to kill?
Any rapper I ain't signing', what the f*ck is the deal

[Bridge]
Concept nigga
We don't fuck wit em
Fuck boys we don't fuck wit em
It's Ghetto nigga

[Verse 2]
Y'all niggas left me to starve while you was getting fat
Picture that, now I'm the one thats gonna get them plaques
Yo' we ridden' till the carry the casket
Damn he a bastard, father left him and mommy man
Drug sales that money comin' in forced me back
The street livin' though prison was gonna switch my plans
Still flipping grams, still on that click and blam
Cause if they wanna take me out I'ma kill 'em first
Sit in church, pray to God, but still I did the dirt
That bad side of me got me thinking of bad intentions
Mask & weapon, coulda choose either the Mac or Wesson
Got popped, ain't died, I seen it as a blessing
Shit opened my eyes, now I ain't asking questions
Blast first or your bodies sized by the next hearse
And that hurts my nigga, listen to facts first
Gun's lovin' a nigga thinking my gats flirt

[Outro]
That's just me again, twisted off the tree again
DJ Concept on the beat
Chain smoke