I Ain’t Fukin Wit Cha

Juicy J & Logic - Rap, Gangsta Rap
I Ain’t Fukin Wit Cha
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Lyrics
[Chorus: Juicy J] Nigga wonder why, like where I been, I ain't fuckin wit' you Real niggas don't talk, about the dirt they did, I ain't fuckin wit' you We used to be homies, I ain't fuckin wit' you Money look good on me, don't it? I ain't fuckin wit' you I ain't fuckin wit' you, I ain't fuckin wit' you I ain't fuckin wit' you, I ain't fuckin wit' you I ain't fuckin wit' you, hell nah, I ain't fuckin wit' you I ain't fuckin wit' you, I ain't fuckin wit' you [Verse 1: Juicy J] It's certain niggas I don't fuck wit It's certain niggas I don't fuck wit cause I go hard And I ain't got time anymore to waste all my goddamn floss Seems every nigga 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, fuck nigga 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 niggas I won't fuck with It's certain niggas I won't fuck with Like you, you, you, him and that nigga, I don't fuck with y'all niggas I'm too busy countin' up until I see a hundred milly Good riddance, my fingers itchy [Chorus: Juicy J & Logic] Nigga wonder why, like where I been, I ain't fuckin wit' you Real niggas don't talk, about the dirt they did, I ain't fuckin wit' you We used to be homies, I ain't fuckin wit' you Money look good on me, don't it? I ain't fuckin wit' you I ain't fuckin wit' you, I ain't fuckin wit' you I ain't fuckin wit' you, I ain't fuckin wit' you I ain't fuckin wit' you, hell nah, I ain't fuckin wit' you I ain't fuckin wit' you (Yeah) I ain't fuckin wit' you (Yeah, uh) [Verse 2: Logic & Juicy J] Hell nah, I ain't fuckin' wit it Actin like you 'bout it, undercover wit it I been workin' like a fiend, nah'mean right? I ain't fuckin' wit it if it don't seem right Only time I be about it if the cream right Motherfuckers wanna gas like a green light 'Til that shit 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? Fuck around and end up on they hit list, oh! I ain't fuckin' with it though Mind on my money, give a fuck about a hoe Money like mine, only come, never go (When you finna fall off?) Never though Bring that shit 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 Fuck about another man talk about another man money Get the fuck from me Logic the realest, I don't give a fuck if you hate this or feel this As long as you feelin' this dick Frontin' in front of my eyes, that shit be makin' me sick [Chorus: Juicy J] Nigga wonder why, like where I been, I ain't fuckin wit' you Real niggas don't talk, about the dirt they did, I ain't fuckin wit' you We used to be homies, I ain't fuckin wit' you Money look good on me, don't it? I ain't fuckin wit' you I ain't fuckin wit' you, I ain't fuckin wit' you I ain't fuckin wit' you, I ain't fuckin wit' you I ain't fuckin wit' you, hell nah, I ain't fuckin wit' you I ain't fuckin wit' you, I ain't fuckin wit' you [Interlude: Juicy J] Niggas be too fake man [Verse 3: Juicy J] Getting a blowjob in an old-school Lamborghini Countach I ain't kick it with no niggas, I ain't beefing with no niggas I'm just tryna get my pocket on Oprah These niggas' bitches got my name in they mouth like Botox Meanwhile I've been on my own shit Sitting on my throne, getting bent like a crowbar You gotta be about your money Never let another motherfucker count your money The niggas in your circle is not your homies If they don't fuck with you without your money It's certain niggas I won't fuck with Thirsty ass niggas on the internet keep me off your timeline Fifty niggas waiting at your doorstep Gotta watch your homies, can't trust them all They'll get your ass killed for that new car Niggas they hate, never met a nigga who was motivated Twenty million later and I'm still waiting Thirty-Six Mafia inspired you niggas (Mafia) Six niggas from the mud still fly on you niggas (Mafia) Real niggas respect real niggas I can't give a fuck about the realest nigga Nigga wonder why?
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- Logic
- Juicy J