Hustle Gang & B.o.B & RaRa & Tokyo Jetz & T.I.
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Hustle Gang & T.I. & B.o.B & RaRa
Peanut Da Don & B.o.B
Hustle Gang & Lotto Savage & Shad da God
Hustle Gang & RaRa & T.I. & Trae tha Truth & London Jae
Young Dro
Hustle Gang & RaRa
Yung Booke & Future
Hustle Gang & Big Kuntry King & Young Thug & T.I.
Hustle Gang & Domani
London Jae & T.I. & Trae tha Truth
Shad da God & Kap G & T.I.
Hustle Gang &
Hustle Gang & RaRa & Young Dro & T.I.
[Intro]
Hey [?]
Yea
You know what I came to do, man
Record it [Mo?]
[Mo?], what it do?
Real Cocaine Gang
Yea
Tell T.I.P. [your time?]
Yea
[Verse 1]
Diamonds on me, homie
I look like I move a brick a day
My Chevrolet the color yay
I look like a Fed case
(Alright, alright)
I look like a kingpin
I hit you when them fiends in
I hope nobody tell on me
All these fish scales on me
My bitch looks like a [?]
[I’m sipped and Cuban linked up?]
Celebrity Chef, I drop a deuce
It try to blow the sink up
Fish, grits split
We’ve got all that in the Six
They’ve got all that in the Three
I’ve got [?]
[Who’s?] in the trap, [who’s?] sipping Act
Who’s got them Percs?
Let’s throw one back
Who wants to smoke?
Let’s get one in
Say fuck a bitch and fuck a friend
I’m a dog
[Dog pound?]
Dog em out
Give dawg the check
Nigga, play with me
I will kill with the [kill TEC]
[?]
Drug handler, drug lord
Fuck them boys, come out hard
Serve that hard
Break the law
Break the [?]
Steal from me, I’ll break your jaw
I’m hustling keys, I’m moving snow
I’m Boston George, I’ve got that blow
[Chorus]
Bruce Lee, blue cheese
(That’s right)
Push a key
Bad bitches, real niggas
Fuck with me
Sipping lean, serving clean
(That’s right)
Fuck with me
Strapped up, nigga please
Fuck with me
Baby girl, how you doing?
Fuck with me
Fuck your man, fuck he doing?
Fuck with me
(That’s right, that’s right)
What you need? Know I’ve got you
Fuck with me
Change your life, overnight
Fuck with me
[Verse 2]
Sipped up out the Styrofoam
Weak niggas get styled on
Your bitch hit my line, ain’t got no money
She’s getting the dial tone
I’m straight up out Atlanta with it
Fresh up out of Walter
I’m Frank Sinatra, [Dean?]
[?]
Rat pack, quarter brick in a backpack
Quarterback, your bitch sacked
[It kicked back?]
[… little pussy?]
See, my trap house like the mall
We’ve got them cookies
APD, gon’ try to book [it?]
I’m young and crooked
I’m young and rich
I’m out here, bitch
[I’m on the grits?]
Working a stick
Working a brick
Rap don’t work, I’m working a bitch
Working a scale, working a bale
Bitch, get lost, you’re working a player
New bitch bad, working them heels
Heard your snitch ass working a deal
Work that deal, I’m work this mil
Moving this work while I’m working the wheel
[Chorus]
Bruce Lee, blue cheese
(That’s right)
Push a key
Bad bitches, real niggas
Fuck with me
Sipping lean, serving clean
(That’s right)
Fuck with me
Strapped up, nigga please
Fuck with me
Baby girl, how you doing?
Fuck with me
Fuck your man, fuck he doing?
(You know what I’m saying?)
Fuck with me
(That’s right, that’s right)
What you need? Know I’ve got you
[?]
Fuck with me
Change your life, overnight
(Hustle Gang Over Errrrythang, nigga)
Fuck with me
[Outro 1]
Two thousand sixteen
Straight out [Atlanta shit]
You know what I’m talking about?
Zone Six, what it do?
Country Rap Tunes
Pusha Key
[Chorus]
Bruce Lee, blue cheese
(That’s right)
Push a key
Bad bitches, real niggas
Fuck with me
Sipping lean, serving clean
(That’s right)
Fuck with me
Strapped up, nigga please
Fuck with me
Baby girl, how you doing?
Fuck with me
Fuck your man, fuck he doing?
Fuck with me
(That’s right, that’s right)
What you need? Know I’ve got you
Fuck with me
Change your life, overnight
Fuck with me
[Outro 2]
I don’t know, but this bitch might could be a little slick single right here
I’ve got to figure that shit out, Mo
Fuck With Me was written by RaRa.
Hustle Gang released Fuck With Me on Mon Sep 19 2016.