f*ck Around lyrics

[Hook]
09, we tote; my n*ggas ain’t no joke
And we keep them blows, so please don’t get smoked
f*ck around with them f*ck-arounds, and you f*ck around and get smoked
f*ck around with them f*ck-arounds, and you f*ck around and get smoked

[Lil Jojo]
Uh
I’m rollin, all my n*ggas rollin
Keep that f*ckin red bandana, Hulk Hogan
I’m cuttin up like scissors
Comin down hard like blizzards
I’m getting head while giving head that’s a head on collision
I’m on a pain pill
I keep this sh*t trill
These n*ggas ain’t forreal, Like a fire drill
Your hoe on my back, like a f*ckin 5th wheel
That b*tch make her pus*y open and close like fish gills
I put all my n*ggas on, but some of them n*ggas gone
Them n*ggas callin my phone, *** leave me alone ***
I’m lightin up that strong, then pass it to my bro
Numbers don’t lie, except 5-0
Different color Trukfit shirts
You n*ggas pull down your skirts
If I die of these purp, put a bad b*tch in my hearse
My hoes lift up they shirts, I’m high as Captain Kirk
If we run out of work, we Rob like Burke
Ugh
[Hook]
09, we tote; my n*ggas ain’t no joke
And we keep them blows, so please don’t get smoked
f*ck around with them f*ck-arounds, and you f*ck around and get smoked
f*ck around with them f*ck-arounds, and you f*ck around and get smoked