Who u fukin wit

[Intro]
Who you fucking with
Who you fucking with
Who you fucking with
Who you fucking with

[Chorus]
Who you fucking with, baby is you fuckin' with me, I just drop-
Who you fucking with, baby is you fuckin' with-
Who you-
Who you-
Who you fucking with, baby is you fuckin' with me
I just dropped my fuckin' blunt, that shit was smokin' like a chimney
Bitch, I love it when you high, you get higher than the ceilin'
When we fuckin' I get sweaty, cuz you hotter than a chili
When we fuckin' I get sweaty, cuz you hotter than a chil-
When we fuckin' I get sweaty, cuz you hotter than a chili
I fuck with you cuz you real, you ain't gotta pop a pilly
On the dick she pop a wheelie
Fuck so hard I make her dizzy
She was runnin' from the dick, like a scene from Tom & Jerry
I been stackin' up the green, might just change my name to Larry
This hoe walk just like a (?), you can have her fuckin' staring

[Refrain]
The way I leave the stores
I'm presidential, in that Cadillac
Don't get shit confused, I'm with the gang and we don't never lack
Big poles, big AR's like El Chap- like El Chap-
Big poles, big AR's like El Chapo-
Big poles, big AR's like El Chapo
Dark knife(?), cruisin' through the city, like El Diablo
I got blicky's in this duffle, more expensive then yo car, hoe
The bitch always tryna see me
When we linkin', she get down low
My hoe undercover, but I ain't trippin
She ain't five-o
My hoe undercover, but I ain't trippin
She ain't five-o

[Chorus]
Who you fucking with, baby is you fuckin' with me
I just dropped my fuckin' blunt, that shit was smokin' like a chimney
Bitch, I love it when you high, you get higher than the ceilin'
When we fuckin' I get sweaty, cuz you hotter than a chili
I fuck with you cuz you real, you ain't gotta pop a pilly
On the dick she pop a wheelie
Fuck so hard I make her dizzy
She was runnin' from the dick, like a scene from Tom & Jerry
I been stackin' up the green, might just change my name to Larry
This hoe walk just like a (?), you can have her fuckin' staring

[Refrain]
The way I leave the stores
I'm presidential, in that Cadillac
Don't get shit confused, I'm with the gang and we don't never lack
Big poles, big AR's like El Chapo
Dark knife(?), cruisin' through the city, like El Diablo
I got blicky's in this duffle, more expensive then yo car, hoe