[Hook]
These n***as ain’t real, these n***as ain’t hard
These n***as so fake
These n***a straight bitches, these n***as pure pussy
Put his ass on a plate
These n***as ain’t with it, these n***as don’t want it
YRN don’t play
Run up on me with the fake, press a n***a
Get you shot in the face
These n***as don’t want it, these n***as don’t want it
These n***as don’t want it
These n***as don’t want it, these n***as don’t want it
These n***as don’t want it
These n***as don’t want it, these n***as don’t want it
These n***as don’t want it
These n***as don’t want it, these n***as don’t want it
These n***as don’t want it

[Verse 1]
These n***as don’t want it
All black chopper and it came with a hundred
These n***as get to running
Better not slip, bullets fast like Sonny
Make a n***a to a bitch
I’m a beat his ass up and fry him up with the switch
Throw his body in the ditch
I’ma do a n***a dirty, send his squad for a blitz
Who pressin’? fuck n***as ain’t ready
Got a chopper with machete
I’m in your dreams like Freddy
Shoot out in the club, live life like Belly
We the n***as get to hittin’
I was taught to never shoot once, gotta leave the bitch empty
F&N ain’t friendly
I’m a young rich n***a, do a drive-by in the Bentley
These rappers straight pussy
Pull up on a n***a, leave him wetter than some pussy
Y’all better not push me
Cause I’ll fire a n***a up, leave him burning like cookie
These n***as ain’t hard
It’s on sight when I see a fuck n***a, swear to god
I’ll pull a n***a’s card
These n***as ain’t with it, they don’t want it with the squad