Jackie Chan

Watty's a psycho
I ain't playin' with these niggas, I ain't playin' with these niggas
I ain't playin' with these niggas, I ain't playin' with these niggas
I ain't playin' with these niggas

Or these bitches
Fit after fit, man, this shit gettin' ridiculous
Pop out, blue, red, all type of britches
Steppin' left, right, Jackie Chan how I'm kickin
Popeye, pull up flexin' on niggas with the spinach
I love savin' bread, but I feel better when I spend it
Door dash, pull up on a nigga in thirty minutes
He left in a bag, but his brain was not in it
Bet that, anything I said, then I meant that
Purp got me up off the earth like a jet pack
Look at they neck, you tryna see where I step at
Six-four, built for the sex, I come with that
Take that, break a bitch down like a Kit Kat
All that ass, get a pass, ride like Six Flags
Anything's possible, but these niggas rat like Rufus
Ruthless, boop, bop, bingo, leave him toothless
Clueless, Nikes on my feet cause I just do this
Drop top, lock, I pop and leave him ruthless
Precious ass niggas always bitchin' when the shoe fits
They jockin' moves, feel like '01, came with the blueprint
Coach ain't the goat, lie to me and tell me who is
The lie detector test already told us who the truth is
Slide around the map, lil' baby, say she like my movement
Boy, you are a square, you could never sit with the cool kids
We aren't the same, lil' nigga, stop actin' clueless
Never dunked in the game, till the plug, he alley-ooped it

I ain't playin' with these niggas, I ain't playin' with these niggas
I ain't playin' with these niggas, I ain't playin' with these niggas
I ain't playin' with these niggas