*** with me, n****s ain't fuckin' with me N****s ain't fuckin' with me, n****s ain't fuckin' with me Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Drop, yeah, flew her out on her first flight Got that pussy the first night, n****s has water and it's on sight Yeah, yeah, walk in this bitch with all this ice I could've came through in a Wraith, but hit the hood on my dirt bike Yeah, count these bands up and fuckin' my hands up I was in Paris, I paid for the dredge, your man's up Big Glock .40 on the hip line, hold my pants up She was confused, like, how you just go in the land truck? ***in' this tall bitch from the back, say, stand up And put your motherfuckin' face down, ass up N****s been rich too long for makin' these songs, my n****s past love ***in' this bitch too long, she offered to do somethin' and I just passed up She wanna go on a ride, I wanna rip in a Wraith I wanna look at the stars, like I was hittin' space Nigga, how you get back home? Take a look at this case Said I had Paris on, I put it on her face N****s ain't fuckin' with me, n****s ain't fuckin' with me N****s ain't fuckin' with me, n****s ain't fuckin' with me Twenty bad bitches goin' out with the gang, they fuckin' free You call her phone, I call her phone, she comin' to me Got her most bitch Dominican, slim with the buns, cinnamon Frank got the cake like in the men's, East Coast bitchin' Timberlands Dip with the set like killer cam, hop on the jet and we get a tan Like more the combat when she throw it back, her friends like Finnish ham Wanna go on flex? Huh, it look like I'm looting in my closet With the baguettes? Huh, I just hit will up while I deposit Feelin' my neck? Huh, lookin' like white bucks sitting on my collar We best dressed? Huh, pull up with a mink, look like I am Chewbacca Blacker, blacker, church and shotas if them coppers try to pop us Then go sit at John and Vinny's, have some pasta with some mobsters Workin' through Philly, I'm hangin' with Billies and nobody really can stop us We throw dollars, got your B.I. pussy poppin' loud B.I., B.I., why you actin' like a ho, like a ho? B.I., B.I., why you actin' like a ho, like a ho? B.I., B.I., get your eyes up off my door, off my door B.I., B.I., get your eyes up off my door, off my door N****s ain't fuckin' with me, n****s ain't fuckin' with me N****s ain't fuckin' with me, n****s ain't fuckin' with me Twenty bad bitches goin' out with the gang, they fuckin' free You call her phone, I call her phone, she comin' to me B.I., B.I., fuckin' these bad bitches from the projects, her name Tia Hit was good, the best on Earth, like Russ and Bia N****s ask me, did I see her? But I ain't see her But I dig, she was touchin' the fajita Spanish bitches goin' up like La Marina She a hot girl and I'm hot too, jalapeno We sell work, she want work, she a pinger We gon' sell that lil' bitch, gang