Ain't F*****g with You

No I ain't fuckin wit you niggas
And I ain't fuckin wit u bitches
You'll never catch me fuckin wit u bitches
Had to separate the hate
peep'd the real ones from the fake Hoe
No I ain't fuckin wit you niggas
And I ain't fuckin wit u bitches

Sick of fuck boys where the real ones
Who paying bills who doin this shit for real
Who got they own shit, in they own name
I Need a boss ass nigga doin boss thangs

I ain't a gold digger just sick of broke niggas
If you can't add to my equation I ain't fuckin wit cha
Unless u got a big dick, nah just fuckin wit ya
Cause fuckin broke ass niggas I ain't fuckin into

You know I'm to savage for that
I'm steady curvin all these niggas
Kymbo colder than the winter
Mowing all my freakin grass eatin snake bitches for dinner

I'm the fuckin winner, your just a beginner
Put in bitches n they place and they nigga just where I feel
keep ya heads up out my panties I'm chargin em or the thrill
Wicked ass bitch in the bedroom
I just pass'd up on you pussy ain't a fan of you

No I ain't fuckin wit you niggas
And I ain't fuckin wit you bitches
You'll never catch me fuckin wit you bitches
Had to separate the hate peep'd the real ones from the fake hoe

No I ain't fuckin wit you niggas
And I ain't fuckin wit you bitches
You'll never catch me fuckin wit you bitches
Had to separate the hate peep'd the real ones from the fake hoe

Kymbo to fly ain't worried about the next bitch
Super gamed up, bossed up on sum new shit
But check dis heard you bitches talkin reakless
So I'm checkin bitches off my bitches to be checked list

who's next? Old bitch from 2 sets
Boutta hit her wit Dat right and left
And cant forget the Ruger
Chop her up and drop her round both hoods n leave em clueless

He he I go so riri wit my kashdoll swagg
Screaming run me my money
Butt naked no checks bitch countin 50's n 100's
No feeings when I'm ill'n, quick to give you the business
You can't get loyal from a dumb hoe, need to learn who yo friends is

No I ain't fuckin wit you niggas
And I ain't fuckin wit you bitches
You'll never catch me fuckin wit you bitches
Had to separate the hate peep'd the real ones from the fake hoe

No I ain't fuckin wit you niggas
and I ain't fuckin wit you bitches
You'll never catch me fuckin wit you bitches
Had to separate the hate peep'd the real ones from the fake hoe

Super gassin know I'm passin all you hoes hate it
Every single place I walk through the topic of conversation
You get it bitches can't see me shug Avery and you miss cily

On yo fuckin Tiktok reenacting and trying to be me
I know I be on my shit I know I be in new whips
Might catch me by my lonesome in weho swerving the 6
Or out pushin the benz on the beach in the sand
Done smoked a whole pound hit the med shop again

Now Who the fuck I'm gone smoke this wit
Cause all my bitches on some other shit
I rather count my money, get my cookies licked
Than gossip on the phone with a messy bitch

True tea no shade that shit ain't necessary
But for you catty ass bitches that's a different story
I press the line meanwhile all you other bitches scary
I'm bout to serve this face make it legendary

Yasss! Cause I am that bitch
I had to drop Dat nigga cause he thought he was slick
Ooowwee he had to knuckle up or buckle up
Cause all that talkin shit he had to learn how to shut tf up

No I ain't fuckin wit you niggas
and I ain't fuckin wit you bitches
You'll never catch me fuckin wit you bitches
Had to separate the hate peep'd the real ones from the fake hoe

No I ain't fuckin wit you niggas
and I ain't fuckin wit you bitches
You'll never catch me fuckin wit you bitches
Had to separate the hate peep'd the real ones from the fake hoe



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Writer(s): Kymberly Denise Ross, Long Buddy Yoshiki
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