I DON'T FUCK WIT THEM HOES

stay real with the culture do not waste your time with those basic hoes

Everybody care about the hype, they don’t know shit they be faking like a dyke
they don’t even understand the goddamn reason why they buy
they aint got no type
talking about the hip hop y’all better chill
shut the fuck up stop talking about them pills
You aint got no drop top I might let them bomb drop
on my fucking mic
do a die I don’t press no likes

I don’t really fuck wit them hoes
X2
I don’t really fuck with them posers
Climbing to the top and I finna be the goat

I don’t really fuck wit them hoes
X2
Ima go get it wit my bros
Till I on the top and I finna be the goat

motherfucker don’t be standing close
grab your hoe
she be acting way too close
Turn yo smile to a damn frown
put a ninja down
you’s a lil bitch lil clown
dripping that sauce
ninja Ima boss
took a loss now I pull up on your block
anywhere I go I be shine Ima glow
watch how you talk catch a dick in your throat

Kicking on your door Ima taking all dis dope
Cut to the chase tell me what you know
Put me in a cage wanna take my soul
I never bow down to yo fake assholes

Sipping hot tea, repping no peace
I might burn your house down pull up wit that Ski
Mask on my face that’s the only way to go
spitting out some fire Ima get them overdose

I don’t really fuck wit them hoes
X2
I don’t really fuck with them posers
Climbing to the top and I finna be the goat

I don’t really fuck wit them hoes
X2
Ima go get it wit my bros
Till I on the top and I finna be the goat

bodies on the ground cuz they fooling around wit me
I need no funky hoe I need an independent lady
Shorty sniffing dope tell me what the fuck you thinking?
I shot them in the head I got that demon soul in me

Telephone called I b riding on the road, hustle for the gold
Fuck outta my sight, have to state that for the Five O
I’m going crazy dropping hella C4
straight from dirt we can start a food fight
mentally gone Im hunting all night
talking about same old shit
you’s a same old pig lemme do my thang you can’t fuck wit my clique

Puffing on my gas drive test I doubt it I can pass
Motherfucker on the cloud nine flying first class
strap up wit my gang ima pull up on your hoes
rolling baseball bat
chasing on the crown
battle underground
chiggaz in the game we be killing all dem Clown
said they wanna get it but they never put in work
never give a fuck Ima puffing on my herb

I don’t really fuck wit them hoes
X2
I don’t really fuck with them posers
Climbing to the top and I finna be the goat

I don’t really fuck wit them hoes
X2
Ima go get it wit my bros
Till I on the top and I finna be the goat