I Don't F**k With You

Uh-huh

I don't f- with you
You little stupid a- (woah) I ain't f- with you
You little, you little dumb a- (woah) I ain't f- with you
I got a million trillion things I'd rather f- do
Than to be f- with you
Little stupid a-, I don't give a f-
I don't give a f-, I don't, I don't, I don't give a f-
Look, I don't give a f- about you or anything that you do
Don't give a f- about you or anything that you do

I heard you gotta new man, I see you takin' a pic (woah)
Then you post it up, thinking that its making me sick
Brr, brr, I see you calling I be making it quick
I'ma answer that sh- like, "I don't f- with you"

B- I got no feelings to go
I swear I had it up to here, got no ceilings to go
I mean for real, f- how you feel
F- your two cents if it ain't going towards the bill, yeah

And everyday I wake up celebrating sh-, why?
'Cause I just dodged a bullet from a crazy b-, I
Stuck to my guns, that's what made me rich
That's what put me on, that's what got me here
That's what made me this

And everything that I do is my first name (B-I-G)
These h- chase bread, aw damn, she got a bird brain
Ain't nothin' but trill in me, aw man, silly me
I just bought a crib three stories that b- a trilogy

And you know I'm rolling w- that's f- up the ozone
I got a b- that text me she ain't got no clothes on
And then another one text, then your a- next
And I'm gonna text your a- back like

I don't f- with you
You little stupid a- (woah) I ain't f- with you
You little, you little dumb a- (woah) I ain't f- with you
I got a million trillion things I'd rather f- do
Than to be f- with you
Little stupid a-, I don't give a f-
I don't give a f-, I don't, I don't, I don't give a f-
Look, I don't give a f- about you or anything that you do
Don't give a f- about you or anything that you do

Got a million things on my mind
Executive deals online, limited amount of time
Chasing these dollar signs and you ain't on your grind
You liable to find me up in the MGM casino in the D
F- off fetti I could've put on property

From the Bay to the Murder Mitten
My n- put m- missions
She choose him that's her decision
Free my n- in prison
On the phone with a b- who can't do sh-
For a pimp but make a n- hella rich (hella rich)

Got a blunt in my dental, goin' H.A.M in a rental
On my way, to Sacramento, late night, Arsenio
I'm never sentimental, go hard or go home, listen
Barely Harley, I'm chromeless
You might end up domeless

I bet you shes into me, her cheddar shes giving me
I make a b- stand out forever like the Statue of Liberty
Rest in pimp, Pimp C, Underground King of the South
I raise my Styrofoam up, and pour some drank in my mouth

Why you always coming around with bad news? (Bad news)
Say you want me to win, but hope I lose (hope I lose)
Asking why I rock with other n- in the crew
But them n- cool, it's just that

B-, I don't f- with you (lil bia-)
You little stupid a- (woah) I ain't f- with you (uh-uh)
You little, you little dumb a- (woah) I ain't f- with you
I got a million trillion things I'd rather f- do
Than to be f- with you
Little stupid a-, I don't give a f-
I don't give a f-, I don't, I don't, I don't give a f-
Look, I don't give a f- about you or anything that you do
Don't give a f- about you or anything that you do

I got a new chick that I gotta thank God for
I got a new whip that I gotta thank a lot for
Yeah, I got a lot but want a lot more
Yeah we in the building but I'm tryna take it to the top floor
I swear I hear some new bullsh- every day I'm wakin' up
It seems like nowadays everybody breakin' up
That sh- can break you down if you lose a good girl
I guess you need a bad b- to come around and make it up

I guess drama makes for the best content
Everything got a bad side, even a conscience
Now you're drinkin' 'til your unconscious (woah)
Feel me when you get a fine b-
Don't forget to read the fine print
Life got me meditating like I'm in the Himalayas
Keep it G with the L lit on me like the elevator
Yeah, I know that karma's too real so I hope you doing cool

But still stupid a- b- I ain't f- with you
Little stupid a- b- I ain't f- with
I ain't f-, I ain't, I ain't f- with you
I ain't f- with you
(Straight up)



Credits
Writer(s): Dijon Isaiah Mcfarlane, Kanye Omari West, Sean Michael Anderson, Willie Antonio Hansbro Jr., Dacoury Dahi Natche, Earl T. Stevens, Dewayne Julius Jr. Rogers, Dwane M. Ii Weir
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