Yung Simmie - Don't f** Around lyrics

[Verse 1: Dough Dough] f** 'round, get stuck in the ground like a golfball You stay asleep with your eyes open, you Ray Charles Rub me the wrong way, get burned like the iron on Your girl a major meat-eater so we call her "dinosaur" My life a movie so I f** with the camera on They say I'm a Don, so call me "Corleone" Mind on the money, so that's all you see in my phone Custo's, b**hes and hoes, my main ho be hatin' Dough Probably cause she slidin' on me like I don't know But you know the code, M.O.B., get you cause I'mma get me Born and raised in these city streets, Obama couldn't change me [?] [Hook x2: Yung Simmie] He f**ed around, he f**ed around, he f**ed around Get stuck in the ground He f**ed around, he f**ed around Get stuck in the ground So don't f** around, don't f** around, don't f** around Don't f** around, don't f** around Get stuck in the ground [Verse 2: Yung Simmie] Ride on 'em, slide on 'em, all my n***as goin' to ride, homie Blackland my side, homie, wintertime, got the five on me Hit 'em up, I ain't even know 'em Couldn't tell 'em show I had to show 'em Ski mask, that toe tag, that tech-nine, you touch mine Gold teeth spit gold rhymes, spit dope, spit cold lines Feel me, a real G, been hood, I been me Guns up, you know what's up, hood n***as in army trucks Big boots we stomp, bruh, get buck, we turnin' up [Hook x2: Yung Simmie] He f**ed around, he f**ed around, he f**ed around Get stuck in the ground He f**ed around, he f**ed around Get stuck in the ground So don't f** around, don't f** around, don't f** around Don't f** around, don't f** around Get stuck in the ground [Verse 3: Yung Simmie] You don't want war with us, dreads swing, I'm a warrior b**h n***a keep actin' up, my young goons goin' to pack him up Put him up then strap him up, callin' shots they handle ya Got the tools, dismantle ya, he f**ed around, I ain't mad at ya That Glock spit is goin' to rip, your body, your chest flip I'm from the city where n***as gritty, do me, get every penny f** hoes, I got plenty, none of them get sh** from me She f**ed, she get in front me, soft n***as get flipped, homie Took her home, she kissed on me, call her when I get lonely But I never get lonely, cause I been a mack, homie Ask me what I did, homie, pull her with two twins, homie The one and the only, shootin' fools like I'm Kobe [Hook x2: Yung Simmie] He f**ed around, he f**ed around, he f**ed around Get stuck in the ground He f**ed around, he f**ed around Get stuck in the ground So don't f** around, don't f** around, don't f** around Don't f** around, don't f** around Get stuck in the ground