Fuck Wit Me [Bonus Track]
Let me get this straight
Wait, can you relate?
To some from Virginia
Who want everything, yeah
I fucked ya main bitch
I fucked ya side B
I just go in order
ABC
All I got
Kanye West
I don't need em all
Fuck the rest
You can call me blessed
There's a bullet in your chest
I don't need to know
Why you know where it's kept
Like clockwork
Ya moms makes my cock hurt
I fuck her so hard
It ain't even spoken word
Straight gibberish
I'm fuckin this bitch
I'm from the east
So I can't fuckin miss
Shoot my shot
Hit the mark
Like motherfuckin Drake
From the bottom I start
Like I'm a dog
I'm bite and I'm bark
Fuck up this shit
This my line of work
You should know
Motherfuckers on a roll
I pay my dues
Like I pay my tolls
Fuck wit me
You a lil bitch
That I wanna hit
Fuck wit me
And I hate you too
Look what I do
Fuck wit me
And you killed in the end
Don't your ass come back again
Fuck wit me
Don't fuck wit me
Don't fuck wit me
Tight Motherfucker
Don't fuck wit me
Or the police
Are gonna have to get me
Glock 19
223
Ak 47
Ar 15
That's what's gonna be
In your ribs
Shoot you in the -
Can't have any kids
Hit that motherfucker
Wreck they shit
All across the world
A number 1 hit
Everybody love
TnT
Until they
Fuck Wit Me
Then they gone
No sorta feat
Then they love
This motherfucking beat
Straight off the coast
Just like Timbaland
Not a motherfucker in
Minivan
You gotta be gay
You must be a faggot
Cause look at my dick
You wanna grab it
Cause all you do
Is ride me
And count my lines
123
Fuck wit me
You a lil bitch
That I wanna hit
Fuck wit me
And I hate you too
Look what I do
Fuck wit me
And you killed in the end
Don't your ass come back again
Fuck wit me
Don't fuck wit me
Don't fuck wit me
I gotta be high
This must be a dream
Don't cross my path
Cause we A team
I look at the time
High noon
Wonder where's my girl
She should be here soon
Don't talk to me
I ain't playboi
I only sound like him
So don't play boy
This aint the Kardashians
It's an ass whooping
Delivered to you backwards
Like the bachelor women
When im in the background
I'll start up a smackdown
I only do it
Cause I'm inspired by Back Down
I got rhymes
Flying straight off the head
Call it Mexico
It's a shoot-out instead
For you slower in the head
I get bread and butter
That's just money
You a dumb motherfucker
Bitch
Fuck wit me
You a lil bitch
That I wanna hit
Fuck wit me
And I hate you too
Look what I do
Fuck wit me
And you killed in the end
Don't your ass come back again
Fuck wit me
Don't fuck wit me
Don't fuck wit me