f*ck With Me lyrics

[Intro]
Hey [?]
Yea
You know what I came to do, man
Record it [Mo?]
[Mo?], what it do?
Real Cocaine Gang
Yea
Tell T.I.P. [your time?]
Yea

[Verse 1]
Diamonds on me, homie
I look like I move a brick a day
My Chevrolet the color yay
I look like a Fed case
(Alright, alright)
I look like a kingpin
I hit you when them fiends in
I hope nobody tell on me
All these fish scales on me
My b*tch looks like a [?]
[I’m sipped and Cuban linked up?]
Celebrity Chef, I drop a deuce
It try to blow the sink up
Fish, grits split
We’ve got all that in the Six
They’ve got all that in the Three
I’ve got [?]
[Who’s?] in the trap, [who’s?] sipping Act
Who’s got them Percs?
Let’s throw one back
Who wants to smoke?
Let’s get one in
Say f*ck a b*tch and f*ck a friend
I’m a dog
[Dog pound?]
Dog em out
Give dawg the check
n*gga, play with me
I will kill with the [kill TEC]
[?]
Drug handler, drug lord
f*ck them boys, come out hard
Serve that hard
Break the law
Break the [?]
Steal from me, I’ll break your jaw
I’m hustling keys, I’m moving snow
I’m Boston George, I’ve got that blow
[Chorus]
Bruce Lee, blue cheese
(That’s right)
Push a key
Bad b*tches, real n*ggas
f*ck with me
Sipping lean, serving clean
(That’s right)
f*ck with me
Strapped up, n*gga please
f*ck with me
Baby girl, how you doing?
f*ck with me
f*ck your man, f*ck he doing?
f*ck with me
(That’s right, that’s right)
What you need? Know I’ve got you
f*ck with me
Change your life, overnight
f*ck with me

[Verse 2]
Sipped up out the Styrofoam
Weak n*ggas get styled on
Your b*tch hit my line, ain’t got no money
She’s getting the dial tone
I’m straight up out Atlanta with it
Fresh up out of Walter
I’m Frank Sinatra, [Dean?]
[?]
Rat pack, quarter brick in a backpack
Quarterback, your b*tch sacked
[It kicked back?]
[… little pus*y?]
See, my trap house like the mall
We’ve got them cookies
APD, gon’ try to book [it?]
I’m young and crooked
I’m young and rich
I’m out here, b*tch
[I’m on the grits?]
Working a stick
Working a brick
Rap don’t work, I’m working a b*tch
Working a scale, working a bale
b*tch, get lost, you’re working a player
New b*tch bad, working them heels
Heard your snitch ass working a deal
Work that deal, I’m work this mil
Moving this work while I’m working the wheel
[Chorus]
Bruce Lee, blue cheese
(That’s right)
Push a key
Bad b*tches, real n*ggas
f*ck with me
Sipping lean, serving clean
(That’s right)
f*ck with me
Strapped up, n*gga please
f*ck with me
Baby girl, how you doing?
f*ck with me
f*ck your man, f*ck he doing?
(You know what I’m saying?)
f*ck with me
(That’s right, that’s right)
What you need? Know I’ve got you
[?]
f*ck with me
Change your life, overnight
(Hustle Gang Over Errrrythang, n*gga)
f*ck with me

[Outro 1]
Two thousand sixteen
Straight out [Atlanta sh*t]
You know what I’m talking about?
Zone Six, what it do?
Country Rap Tunes
Pusha Key
[Chorus]
Bruce Lee, blue cheese
(That’s right)
Push a key
Bad b*tches, real n*ggas
f*ck with me
Sipping lean, serving clean
(That’s right)
f*ck with me
Strapped up, n*gga please
f*ck with me
Baby girl, how you doing?
f*ck with me
f*ck your man, f*ck he doing?
f*ck with me
(That’s right, that’s right)
What you need? Know I’ve got you
f*ck with me
Change your life, overnight
f*ck with me

[Outro 2]
I don’t know, but this b*tch might could be a little slick single right here
I’ve got to figure that sh*t out, Mo