[Chorus: Kxng Heem]
I don't fuck with bitches, I don't feel 'em
Hate a n***a, gotta deal with him, yeah
I don't fuck with n***as, I don't feel 'em
Find that shit and we gon' deal with him, yeah
That way with that bullshit, wrong n***a
That way with that bullshit, wrong n***a, yeah
I don't fuck with bitches, I don't feel 'em
I don't fuck with n***as, I don't feel 'em

[Verse 1: Kxng Heem]
My partner traded on me so it's fuck him
Still wondering what the fuck that made me trust him
Fuck these bitches, I don't like 'em, I don't love 'em
Petty hoes, turned nothin' into somethin'
I just hate the fact I let this n***a in my circle
It's crazy how a n***a change over a pint of purple
If we didn't used to hang out, probably get his ass murdered
I'ma make him catch the wave, he gon' be a surfer
Bitch stealin' from me man like it's legal
That bitch stole from me like I ain't never feed her
Why the fuck she thought that shit was cool?
Why the fuck I ain't put her on the news?

[Chorus: Kxng Heem]
I don't fuck with bitches, I don't feel 'em
Hate a n***a, gotta deal with him, yeah
I don't fuck with n***as, I don't feel 'em
Find that shit and we gon' deal with him, yeah
That way with that bullshit, wrong n***a
That way with that bullshit, wrong n***a, yeah
I don't fuck with bitches, I don't feel 'em
I don't fuck with n***as, I don't feel 'em
[Verse 2: Sherwood Marty]
I cannot be fuckin' with these n***as
Wanna join the gang, you better be a killer
Want some smoke, we wet you up just like a river
Sippin' syrup, I need a kidney and a liver
My n***a changed, I swear to God that broke my heart
I wish I knew he would've changed from the start
I wouldn't have never ever ever played the part
He wouldn't have never ever ever been my boy
We go get them P's out of Denver
Old n***as rattin' on us, Master Splinter
We put that dogfood in the blender
He was real before he told, I remember

[Chorus: Kxng Heem]
I don't fuck with bitches, I don't feel 'em
Hate a n***a, gotta deal with him, yeah
I don't fuck with n***as, I don't feel 'em
Find that shit and we gon' deal with him, yeah
That way with that bullshit, wrong n***a
That way with that bullshit, wrong n***a, yeah
I don't fuck with bitches, I don't feel 'em
I don't fuck with n***as, I don't feel 'em

[Verse 3: Jay Lewis]
He got the packs, well send 'em to me, I'ma get 'em gone
Oh he playin' with a n***a, gotta get him gone
He got no swag, he got no hoes, he smell like cheap cologne
Don't be in the streets, talkin' reckless when he on the phone
He insecure, he beat his bitch when that ho sing my songs
She text me paragraphs about how he can't leave her 'lone
I'm thinkin' 'bout buying a Porsche, that bitch go really fast
I don't be stuntin' with that bitch, I like to do the dash
I'm thuggin' with the top dropped, got the Glock cocked
I'm thuggin' hard, give a fuck if the cops watch
No love for a bitch, I ain't wifing no lil thot thot
Run up on a n***a, get your stupid ass pop popped, ugh
[Chorus: Kxng Heem]
I don't fuck with bitches, I don't feel 'em
Hate a n***a, gotta deal with him, yeah
I don't fuck with n***as, I don't feel 'em
Find that shit and we gon' deal with him, yeah
That way with that bullshit, wrong n***a
That way with that bullshit, wrong n***a, yeah
I don't fuck with bitches, I don't feel 'em
I don't fuck with n***as, I don't feel 'em