I Don't Fuck Wit That Songtext

Paypa

von H.O.T.R. 3: Kim Jong Ill

I Don't Fuck Wit That Songtext
Featuring Los

This that sniper swag long distance damage
No coincidence, I appear then your bitches vanish
Now you appear at the disadvantage
Bitch get here, this here
Will get all your wishes granted
These niggas lack conviction
Aint convincing shit
Had my bitches scramble through your pockets
Like they blitzen vick
Listen this is it
You missed it I fixed this shit
I switch it then get this shit
Its tradition, you dig it bitttttch?

Niggas is bustas man all you suckas is licorice
You dont snitch on ya brothers
That shit is fuckin ridiculous
Cause niggas cut off your tongue
To butter the gun to your gums
Talkin punishment a mother wouldn't want for her son
Uhhhhh

Niggas cut throat out here like OJ
Cut the top off the coupe of the old J
Push a button fix the roof and bump the old J's
If you trill i fucks wit you, the long way

You got a table wit no bitches I don't really fuck wit that
Hatin and broke niggas
I don't really fuck wit that
Hanging wit known snitches
I don't really fuck wit that
You can do you my nigga
And I don't really fuck wit that

I just don't, I just don't fuck wit that
I just can't, I just can't fuck wit that
I just won't, I just wont fuck wit that
Shit so trill my bitch won't fuck wit that

Ya'll sip Patrone, I prefer the Henny
Yea I like the ones but today I'm rockin pennies
Ball like Magic, try catch me on traffic
It's coming to America, my nigga Meek Simmonds
Uh south side niggas on my brim low
4-5 bitches, that's invo
Shorty give me neck, give me lymph nodes
My whip all black, Nat King Cole

Smoking on that fire, got these bitches staying ply
I told her my name is Paypa, why she calling me Papaya?
I don't know, I don't know
She ain't fuck cuz she on go
Ain't no clogging up the toilet, ain't no fucking up the flow uh

Baby I'm a beast, I'm a carnivore
I could get the ravens out to Baltimore
I'm prowling with my brother King Los
Cuz I don't fuck with that, re-Tweet, we-post

You got a table wit no bitches
I don't really fuck wit that
Hatin and broke niggas
I don't really fuck wit that
Hanging wit known snitches
I don't really fuck wit that
You can do you my nigga
And I don't really fuck wit that

I just don't, I just don't fuck wit that
I just can't, I just can't fuck wit that
I just won't, I just won't fuck wit that
Shit so trill my bitch won't fuck wit that
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