I Dont Wanna

[Chorus: Project Pat sample]
Takin' Fed chance after chance, but I got to dance
To the rules of this shit, that’s why I keep a revolver
How the hell you robbers gonna rob the robber?
Boy I'm gonna scald ya with pistol slapped cross mouth
Reachin in ya pockets, and take yo money out

[Verse 1: A$AP ANT]
[?] 50 stacks [?]
[?] shows
Fuck a billboard
Way out [?] gotta thank the lord
Jealous niggas always envy when they bored
James Hardin with the sport, 19 when I tour
Need a [?] fuck [?]
[?]
[?] open doors
Pull up in that big body Benz, looking like a truck
Wake up feeling like [?]
Chump ass niggas ran out of luck
Single 24's how I [?] my cup

[Chorus: Project Pat sample]
Takin’ Fed chance after chance, but I got to dance
To the rules of this shit, that's why I keep a revolver
How the hell you robbers gonna rob the robber?
Boy I'm gonna scald ya with pistol slapped cross mouth
Reachin in ya pockets, and take yo money out

[Verse 2: Fat Nick]
[?] that shit
Remix the brick, [?]
[?] got me flexin [?]
[?] winning
[?] when I pull up thuggin [?]
Hollo in the chamber, this can change ya
[?] drink it till [?]
[?] if you [?]
[?]
My profets [?]
[?] my pockets [?]
Y'all ain't shit, don't sugar coat it
[?]
[?] run this shit
Salty bitch [?]
[?] you think you fucking [?]
[?] without a doubt
[?]

[Chorus: Project Pat sample]
Takin' Fed chance after chance, but I got to dance
To the rules of this shit, that's why I keep a revolver
How the hell you robbers gonna rob the robber?
Boy I’m gonna scald ya with pistol slapped cross mouth
Reachin in ya pockets, and take yo money out

[Verse 3: Maxo Kream]
I don’t wanna, I don't wanna wish a nigga wanna
For a fucking comma, he’s a [?], eyes roll back, he wanna
Sip on [?], hollo eat his flesh [?]
In the water flow, leave him super soaking
Hope they find him
Hit a lick on the plug, didn't have to
Get a lick on my ho, didn't have to
Big brother showed up, got his ass toed up
[?] statue
Team pulled up [?] backup
Got a mac 45 if they act up
I rob anybody, get them racks up
[?] flip a whole mac truck
Only thing I know is get money, I got to have it
Juggin all these drugs, and finessing niggas with ratchets
I don't wanna rob you, I promis you that I will though
[?] we gon kill bro

[Chorus: Project Pat sample]
Takin’ Fed chance after chance, but I got to dance
To the rules of this shit, that's why I keep a revolver
How the hell you robbers gonna rob the robber?
Boy I'm gonna scald ya with pistol slapped cross mouth
Reachin in ya pockets, and take yo money out