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Gunna

"f*ck n*gga"

[Intro: Lil Chi Chi]
Man, you n*ggas really shrimp, you n*ggas really small
You n*ggas something like peasants, man
We do not f*ck with you n*ggas, man
Back up, please back away from us, man
f*ck n*ggas

[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
No, we don't f*ck with no f*ck n*ggas
f*ck them, my chopper got nuts, n*gga
You know what the f*ck going on with my pimping
It's on me, n*gga, you'll never catch me slipping
I got good aim, I don't need no extension
Most of these n*ggas, they act like some b*tches
Got some young n*ggas on making the hit list
These n*ggas know that we f*cking they b*tches
No, we don't f*ck with them f*ck n*ggas
No, we don't f*ck with them f*ck n*ggas
I can't f*ck around with no f*ck n*ggas
Scary pus*y-ass duck n*ggas
Your momma know that you a f*ck n*gga
Your daddy know that you a f*ck n*gga
Your partner them, yeah, they some f*ck n*ggas
I don't f*ck around with no f*ck n*ggas

[Verse 1: Neechie]
f*ck n*ggas making me sick
I'll walk around with a stick
Put a n*gga in the dirt
Put a 30 in your shirt
I'll have you wet as a b*tch
My diamonds yellow like p*ss
Poured the water, got me f*cking your b*tch
Broke steering wheel, whipping the Bentley
I hit your block with a brick
Turned a ten into a forty
And now my wrist a McFlurry
Y'all n*ggas cold as a b*tch
I'm having ice, I could f*ck your wife any night
You a football, but you need some stripes
Catch you lacking, boy, it's S.O.S. and yeah, we shoot on sight

[Verse 2: Lil Duke]
Can't trust a n*gga, I might bust a n*gga
Hit him up and won't nobody know it
That talk is cheap, I'll let that chopper speak
Your body leaking, screaming for the Lord
You pop that sh*t, ain't no more stopping sh*t
Pull up with choppers, we chopping sh*t
30/30, that's that 60-clip
Pablo hoodrich with them 60 Crips
We pick it up state after state
Letting these f*ck n*ggas hate
f*ck the laws and the State
I ain't got nothing but rats on my plate
And I want some racks in the safe
Told these f*ck n*ggas keep hating
Pull up, riding in the Wraith
This sh*t [?] you b*tches the bank

[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
No, we don't f*ck with no f*ck n*ggas
f*ck them, my chopper got nuts, n*gga
You know what the f*ck going on with my pimping
It's on me, n*gga, you'll never catch me slipping
I got good aim, I don't need no extension
Most of these n*ggas, they act like some b*tches
Got some young n*ggas on making the hit list
These n*ggas know that we f*cking they b*tches
No, we don't f*ck with them f*ck n*ggas
No, we don't f*ck with them f*ck n*ggas
I can't f*ck around with no f*ck n*ggas
Scary pus*y-ass duck n*ggas
Your momma know that you a f*ck n*gga
Your daddy know that you a f*ck n*gga
Your partner them, yeah, they some f*ck n*ggas
I don't f*ck around with no f*ck n*ggas

[Verse 3: Gunna]
We don't f*ck 'round with no f*ck n*ggas
Pull up, hop out and they tucking their chain
Made myself a boss and they know all my names
220 on the dash, ain't talking 'bout Dame
I'm a big dog and I run with Great Danes
I came from the block, I was serving them J's
Three for the five, had the block going crazy
Been had finesse, I was born in the eighties
n*ggas can't try me, I've sent them to Grady
Dude wanna scrap and left them on the pavement
You roll with gorillas, my n*ggas apes
We smashing and passing these b*tches, no saving
Can't f*ck with these n*ggas, these n*ggas be hating
Been having flavor, I've been having paper
Flew a Pinto out to Vegas
Racked it up, I don't give a f*ck 'bout no haters

[Verse 4: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
I swear to God, man, them pus*y n*ggas and them f*ck n*ggas be the worst
You want to Twitter beef, but it's personal
These n*ggas be asking for mercy
Robbing and serving before I was rapping verses
These pus*y ass n*ggas some turkeys
My n*ggas kidnap and they lurk
Protocol, n*gga: we see you, we murking
I don't f*ck around with no f*ck n*ggas
I ain't never pulled if I ain't bust, n*gga
From the streets, keep the pistol is a must, n*gga
I got something for you fake tough n*ggas
Duck n*ggas better duck, n*gga
All of my n*ggas don't give no f*ck, n*gga
Chopper with the nuts, busting at f*ck n*ggas
I'm in the streets with the crooks and the drug dealers

[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
No, we don't f*ck with no f*ck n*ggas
f*ck them, my chopper got nuts, n*gga
You know what the f*ck going on with my pimping
It's on me, n*gga, you'll never catch me slipping
I got good aim, I don't need no extension
Most of these n*ggas, they act like some b*tches
Got some young n*ggas on making the hit list
These n*ggas know that we f*cking they b*tches
No, we don't f*ck with them f*ck n*ggas
No, we don't f*ck with them f*ck n*ggas
I can't f*ck around with no f*ck n*ggas
Scary pus*y-ass duck n*ggas
Your momma know that you a f*ck n*gga
Your daddy know that you a f*ck n*gga
Your partner them, yeah, they some f*ck n*ggas
I don't f*ck around with no f*ck n*ggas

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