Don’t F**k With Me

Lyrics

[Intro: Kingpin Skinny Pimp] Outlaw records, too motherfuckin' thick Rough-ass niggas that'll smoke a punk bitch Mustard ass busters better catch up with your kind Stick up hoes, you'll get your left eye swole Pimpin' ain't dead, pimpin' won't die And if a ho think it is, that's a motherfuckin' lie Niggas and bitches, it's the Skinny godfather Better known as the pimp and the robber Project hoes give me the check Like Brian Flower said, work all bitches And on the corner it ain't none else to do But fuck the dumb shit, here's the motherfuckin' 2 [Verse 1: 211] Mane, the nigga gotta get it on, pullin' up the tone Slug to the dome, from my .45 chrome, nigga It be's like that, when you niggas high cap and Now the bullets flow for you niggas takin' naps and I send A clip full of hollow points from the Glock You think I'm bullshittin'? On your head's a infrared dot What the fuck you gotta say now, fool? I'm clicked up Backyard niggas are we, and packin' nines, so, what's up? Then I pull the trigger with the fuckin' blast, bustin' shells, pumpin' 12-gauge slugs In that bitch-ass, me drop the bomb, creep up, me come (Bop) Me stab the bitch, so hoes, come and get some You gets none, without a gun Ain't shit doin' shit, what you you thought this is? So, nigga, break and run And get your boys, nigga, come how you wanna, G I'm comin' strapped, bitch, don't fuck with me [Chorus: Kingpin Skinny Pimp, Tony Montana] Don't-don't-don't fuck with me Outlaw records, too motherfuckin' thick Rough-ass niggas that'll smoke a bitch (Don't fuck with me) You say you can swim, then let a nigga see Backstroke in your blood, six feet deep (Don't fuck with me) Now, don't try to run when the twelve is cocked Cross me once then the shit ain't squashed (Don't fuck with me) You pistol players, don't you pistol playin' me I catch your ass slippin' in the streets (Don't fuck with me) [Interlude: 211] And now, the Skinny nigga [Verse 2: Kingpin Skinny Pimp] Fuck that shit, slap a punk bitch Skinny finna click, fulla AK clip when I whoop a trick With them headcutters, motherfuckers testin' Skinny's pimpin' I'ma get up 'bout my hog-killin', I ain't bullshittin' Rat-tat-tat-tat, bizzack full of teflons Dope on the drought, where they at? Nigga, Gimisum Of a bitch Tee, got the rug about to bust a fuckin' cap And your face, for the yay', where the briefcase at? It's a bomb thread in the bank, finna gank Little ho, pistol playin' [?] They runnin' like cannibalistic, my niggas lookin' scary They rather burn in hell 'cause yo, they freezin' niggas in the mortuary Suckers try to block, the haymakers I swing I'm poppin' the clip and Bring it on, ho, if you 'bout to do, it's a [?] 'Cause if you wanna go to war, bitch, bring some fuckin' army men [Chorus: Kingpin Skinny Pimp & Tony Montana] Outlaw records, too motherfuckin' thick Rough-ass niggas that'll smoke a bitch (Don't fuck with me) You say you can swim, then let a nigga see Backstroke in your blood, six feet deep (Don't fuck with me) So long now, fuck you (Don't fuck with me) [Outro]