I Ain’t Fukin Wit Cha lyrics

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Project Pat


[Chorus: Juicy J]
n*gga wonder why, like where I been, I ain't f*ckin wit' you
Real n*ggas don't talk, about the dirt they did, I ain't f*ckin wit' you
We used to be homies, I ain't f*ckin wit' you
Money look good on me, don't it? I ain't f*ckin wit' you
I ain't f*ckin wit' you, I ain't f*ckin wit' you
I ain't f*ckin wit' you, I ain't f*ckin wit' you
I ain't f*ckin wit' you, hell nah, I ain't f*ckin wit' you
I ain't f*ckin wit' you, I ain't f*ckin wit' you

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
It's certain n*ggas I don't f*ck wit
It's certain n*ggas I don't f*ck wit cause I go hard
And I ain't got time anymore to waste all my goddamn floss
Seems every n*gga wants me to fall, oh well, landing on my car
Forgiato wheel, let's keep it real
20 years in the game, still makin mills
I thought everybody liked me, f*ck n*gga don't try me
Or end up in a situation you ain't gettin out of
Let me demonstrate a do-do-do-do-do, a hundred rounds
Fight night, yo' life, outline, it's certain n*ggas I won't f*ck with
It's certain n*ggas I won't f*ck with
Like you, you, you, him and that n*gga, I don't f*ck with y'all n*ggas
I'm too busy countin' up until I see a hundred milly
Good riddance, my fingers itchy
[Chorus: Juicy J & Logic]
n*gga wonder why, like where I been, I ain't f*ckin wit' you
Real n*ggas don't talk, about the dirt they did, I ain't f*ckin wit' you
We used to be homies, I ain't f*ckin wit' you
Money look good on me, don't it? I ain't f*ckin wit' you
I ain't f*ckin wit' you, I ain't f*ckin wit' you
I ain't f*ckin wit' you, I ain't f*ckin wit' you
I ain't f*ckin wit' you, hell nah, I ain't f*ckin wit' you
I ain't f*ckin wit' you (Yeah) I ain't f*ckin wit' you (Yeah, uh)

[Verse 2: Logic & Juicy J]
Hell nah, I ain't f*ckin' wit it
Actin like you 'bout it, undercover wit it
I been workin' like a fiend, nah'mean right?
I ain't f*ckin' wit it if it don't seem right
Only time I be about it if the cream right
Motherf*ckers wanna gas like a green light
'Til that sh*t pop off and they out of sight
Ain't no wonder why they never really 'bout it, right?
Stay up out my business, I've been with this
Can I get a witness? f*ck around and end up on they hit list, oh!
I ain't f*ckin' with it though
Mind on my money, give a f*ck about a hoe
Money like mine, only come, never go
(When you finna fall off?) Never though
Bring that sh*t back like we've been there before
Like you got it for low, like you got it like woah
Handle my business, I'm in this, I'm ready, I'm steady
This life is the only I know
f*ck about another man talk about another man money
Get the f*ck from me
Logic the realest, I don’t give a f*ck if you hate this or feel this
As long as you feelin' this di*k
Frontin' in front of my eyes, that sh*t be makin' me sick
[Chorus: Juicy J]
n*gga wonder why, like where I been, I ain't f*ckin wit' you
Real n*ggas don't talk, about the dirt they did, I ain't f*ckin wit' you
We used to be homies, I ain't f*ckin wit' you
Money look good on me, don't it? I ain't f*ckin wit' you
I ain't f*ckin wit' you, I ain't f*ckin wit' you
I ain't f*ckin wit' you, I ain't f*ckin wit' you
I ain't f*ckin wit' you, hell nah, I ain't f*ckin wit' you
I ain't f*ckin wit' you, I ain't f*ckin wit' you

[Interlude: Juicy J]
n*ggas be too fake man

[Verse 3: Juicy J]
Getting a blowjob in an old-school Lamborghini Countach
I ain't kick it with no n*ggas, I ain't beefing with no n*ggas
I'm just tryna get my pocket on Oprah
These n*ggas' b*tches got my name in they mouth like Botox
Meanwhile I've been on my own sh*t
Sitting on my throne, getting bent like a crowbar
You gotta be about your money
Never let another motherf*cker count your money
The n*ggas in your circle is not your homies
If they don't f*ck with you without your money
It's certain n*ggas I won't f*ck with
Thirsty ass n*ggas on the internet keep me off your timeline
Fifty n*ggas waiting at your doorstep
Gotta watch your homies, can't trust them all
They'll get your ass killed for that new car
n*ggas they hate, never met a n*gga who was motivated
Twenty million later and I'm still waiting
Thirty-Six Mafia inspired you n*ggas (Mafia)
Six n*ggas from the mud still fly on you n*ggas (Mafia)
Real n*ggas respect real n*ggas
I can't give a f*ck about the realest n*gga
n*gga wonder why?
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