Lyrics

Don’t fuck with me
Please don’t play me like you do
Now don’t fuck with me
You know its easy I’m a fool
Now don’t fuck with me
Look, It ain’t cool
Now don’t fuck with me
Now don’t fuck with me
Now don’t
Look
Look

Now ah shit
This masculinity been toxic
Guard your ears from all of my obscenities, or not bitch
Cross this off ya bucket list, go ahead fuck a star
Eyes stuck on ya ass, shake it so much I’m nauseous
Lemme drive the boat then, lets rock it steady
Baby call my phone, call my phone when you ready, huh
I seen them niggas do ya wrong, who you runnin to
I seen every nightmare nigga and what they done to you
I know none of this shit been fun for you
So lemme go head and run for you
Lemme be that nigga that gonna gun for you
Lemme do everything under the sun for you
Point is we been friends for a long time
What if there’s a connection and we just all been all blind
You a 100 outta 10 more than what I’d call fine
You been broadcasting ya feelings, tell by ya callsign
We the goonies baby girl down here it’s our time
I’ll let you finish, but she the greatest of all time
That look can kill, so I’m layin between them chalk lines
I’m just happy that you the one I can call-

She said
Please don’t fuck me, if you don’t want me
Babe you can trust me, don’t break my heart please
If you don’t need me, been love since pre-teens
Keep my bed warm then buy my CD
Please don’t fuck me, if you don’t want me
Babe you can trust me, don’t break my heart please
If you don’t need me, been love since pre-teens
Keep my bed warm then buy my CD
Pressed
Ay I know I been stressed
Baby, you know you the best
If I see that ol nigga, ima bang on my chest
He might fuck around, ima put a price on his head
You worth more than Richard Mille on the wrist
Yeah you finer than designer, worth more Prada and shit
You worth more Prada and shit
Finer than designer worth more Prada and shit

Ima run with a clip if you run to my bitch
It’s 60 feet is social distance , when we come in the crib
Better to leave with me then leave in pieces, cum in the bitch
I couldn’t believe that she was beaten cheeks and fuckin wit a bitch
She told me please dont fuck me if you dont want me, I give her money so she dont ask me nothing
Mama told me she do not like who I’m becoming
I treat a girl like shit so she gone feel like she is nothing
Each and everyday Im getting stronger off the nit shit
I spin the block around like Rhonda rousey tryna hit shit
Spin around the rosey, he with the roses, I’m in the roll’z
I’m moving different and you didn’t notice
Now that I’m up and you catching the notice

See he got you in a spiral, goin all through the motions
Ain’t changed his form is final, I hoped that you woulda notice
That shit is dead no vitals, wounds to be reopened
Want eachother you and I know, no truer words had been spoken
Love

C’mon
C’mon
You actin like-
You actin like I would even try and go ahead and fuck you if I didn’t even want you
C’mon now, what kinda Nigga do you think I am