Certain N****s
Certain n*ggas just can't f*ck with em
You treat n*ggas like ya family
Turn out
You can't f*ck with em
My young rob my 1of my close homie
That shit hurt my heart when young turnt to a snake on Me
You a rat or you fake i can't f*ck witcha
Don't need no funny movers while we run these racks up
Certain n*ggas just can't f*ck with em
You treat niggas like ya family
Turn out
You can't f*ck with em
Certain sh*t you can't come back from
I said some sh*t about my dawg
I aint't come back from
Our shit was different it wasn't bout sitting round taking Pictures
Or fake memories
Sh*t was just genuine
But every situations cant continue
I get that
I still wish you big stacks
And the nigga of ya dreams
Cause baby girl you a queen
Mean while i ain't missing out on no sleep
If b*tches thought it was beef
You can dead that
Any beef i ever had was on sight
I ain't scared of a little fight
I rather be catching flights
You b*tches can keep that life
I want a black man to marry me
Carry me
Give me a 20 plus Carret ring
I got my hands in everything
I ain't trynna be no house wife though
Run that sh*t up so my kids can inherit it
I'm so talented i know you hoes hate the way i carry it
I need my own bag
They like yo YG
You the new baby d
Hair and clothes out the same d*mn house
The way I'm moving ima get my team out cop my mom a New house
Hold this p*ssy down
Never f*ck with a rat cause i ain't really into raising no Mouse
Certain n*ggas just can't f*ck with em
You treat n*ggas like ya family
Turn out
You can't f*ck with em
My young rob my 1of my close homie
That sh*t hurt my heart when young turnt to a snake on Me
You a rat or you fake i can't f*ck witcha
Don't need no funny movers while we run these racks up
Certain n*ggas just can't f*ck with em
You treat niggas like ya family
Turn out
You can't f*ck with em
It was just me and my dawg we use to sit in the car
So many Ls we caught a Couple of faces
Told em
Stay out the way he don't need no more cases
But when they took his gun it's like they took his life
And since that night sh*t just ain't been right
I know some n*ggas that'll risk it all for this gang shit
Word to bro when i blow
Ima
Ima get the whole gang lit
Certain n*ggas just can't f*ck with em
You treat n*ggas like ya family
Turn out
You can't f*ck with em
My young's rob my 1of my close homie
That sh*t hit my heart when young turnt to a snake on me
If you a rat or snake i can't f*ck witcha
Don't need no funny movers while we run these racks up
Certain n*ggas just can't f*ck with em
You treat n*ggas like ya family
Turn out
You can't fuck with em
You treat n*ggas like ya family
Turn out
You can't f*ck with em
My young rob my 1of my close homie
That shit hurt my heart when young turnt to a snake on Me
You a rat or you fake i can't f*ck witcha
Don't need no funny movers while we run these racks up
Certain n*ggas just can't f*ck with em
You treat niggas like ya family
Turn out
You can't f*ck with em
Certain sh*t you can't come back from
I said some sh*t about my dawg
I aint't come back from
Our shit was different it wasn't bout sitting round taking Pictures
Or fake memories
Sh*t was just genuine
But every situations cant continue
I get that
I still wish you big stacks
And the nigga of ya dreams
Cause baby girl you a queen
Mean while i ain't missing out on no sleep
If b*tches thought it was beef
You can dead that
Any beef i ever had was on sight
I ain't scared of a little fight
I rather be catching flights
You b*tches can keep that life
I want a black man to marry me
Carry me
Give me a 20 plus Carret ring
I got my hands in everything
I ain't trynna be no house wife though
Run that sh*t up so my kids can inherit it
I'm so talented i know you hoes hate the way i carry it
I need my own bag
They like yo YG
You the new baby d
Hair and clothes out the same d*mn house
The way I'm moving ima get my team out cop my mom a New house
Hold this p*ssy down
Never f*ck with a rat cause i ain't really into raising no Mouse
Certain n*ggas just can't f*ck with em
You treat n*ggas like ya family
Turn out
You can't f*ck with em
My young rob my 1of my close homie
That sh*t hurt my heart when young turnt to a snake on Me
You a rat or you fake i can't f*ck witcha
Don't need no funny movers while we run these racks up
Certain n*ggas just can't f*ck with em
You treat niggas like ya family
Turn out
You can't f*ck with em
It was just me and my dawg we use to sit in the car
So many Ls we caught a Couple of faces
Told em
Stay out the way he don't need no more cases
But when they took his gun it's like they took his life
And since that night sh*t just ain't been right
I know some n*ggas that'll risk it all for this gang shit
Word to bro when i blow
Ima
Ima get the whole gang lit
Certain n*ggas just can't f*ck with em
You treat n*ggas like ya family
Turn out
You can't f*ck with em
My young's rob my 1of my close homie
That sh*t hit my heart when young turnt to a snake on me
If you a rat or snake i can't f*ck witcha
Don't need no funny movers while we run these racks up
Certain n*ggas just can't f*ck with em
You treat n*ggas like ya family
Turn out
You can't fuck with em
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Writer(s): Ayana Green
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