Chief Keef - We Don't f** With You lyrics

[Verse 1: J'lynn] No time for these f** boys, mind on riches n***a Keef got the thots, I brought the weed Your b**h brought the Swishers n***a Ounces of kush, hit my mans for a quota Every track is a hit, I dust out your b**h And I pa**ed her to Sosa, what it do We bout to hit a home run, think yo main b**h gonna slide Matter fact a triple double n***as don't wanna get no trouble For the beef yeah, you could get fried Or you could live life, or you could decide Then you could f** with me my n***a you should just vibe Cause your b**h just text me I bust a nut shot, her face, it's a selfie b**h [Hook: J'lynn] Where we headed? [x4] These n***as can't get it And they b**h gon' let us Feels just like heaven now They tryna f** with a n***a now We don't f** with you n***as now They tryna f** with a n***a now We don't f** with you n***as now We don't f** with you n***as now [Verse 2: Chief Keef] We don't f** with you n***a, shake up with you n***as I don't know n***as, what's up with n***as? n***as sneak dissin', what's up with that What's up with ya b**h, I wanna f** that, n***a Wanna hit it from the back, hit it from the front Hit it from the side, f** that n***a She gon' give me top, top til I pop Just cause I'm Pop, Glocks gon' get popped Sneak diss n***a, trick or treat this, tweet this n***a Smokin' on Swisher Sweets, where ya weed at n***a? [Hook] [Verse 3: J'lynn] Exotic like the Taj Mahal, baby girl you want it all Baby girl you ain't rock no drawers Baby girl now we on the floor I came thru and I brought my dogs Damn it was so hard to find yo crib When the lighting flicks You look like Ashanti and Mariah mixed Can you ride this dick? Lemme hit it from the back in my [?] I mean I got a Buick and it's kinda sick Well, on 12, got reclining seats Find my drift, the road [?] [Hook]