These b*tches lyrics

[Verse 1]
Listen b*tch
I don't wanna have to f*ck you up
But I can have you interrupting from running it up
You see my money is long
I stack it, I spend it, I get it back
b*tch I get my hustle on
Next week I'm a double that
Stop playing
You can't hoe me
I keep this .45 on me
See I done came up off some sh*t
Now b*tches thinking the know me
Matter fact, Lil b*tch
Run me that money you owe me
Or you can me my lil friend, I'll up the chop like I'm Tony
Life is but a dream
And I don't play with mine
No we can't chill, We can't hang
You just a waste of time
Finna spark this wood, I ain't tryna lose my mind
See this hoes
Tempt to take a b*tch out in the day time

[Hook]
I don't f*ck with these b*tches
I don't f*ck with these b*tches
Cause they shady as f*ck
I don't f*ck with these b*tches
Behind yo back they sneak dissin
In yo face they di*k suck
I don't f*ck with these b*tches
I don't f*ck with these b*tches

[Verse 2]
Tryna play me like a ham
They f*ck is up with you hoes
Rather you with me or against me, I'm a stand ten toes
In the studio with helluva, I do this on a regular
Try to take some sh*t from me
Come and try it b*tch
I'm daring ya
Never had a reason
Y'all just mad cause I'm cuban
Now y'all tryna f*ck with me, Knowing I'm giving hoes the boot
Aye
Feds watching
Tell me what the f*ck they stopping
Ya need to ball or get balled on
But now that is not a option
You losing, These b*tches losing, and your n*gga is choosing
Put this Ruter to yo face, Ain't no sticking or moving
When they wasn't f*cking with me
b*tch where the f*ck was you
Sled down on yo block, You still live in that chicken coupe
b*tch

[Hook]
I don't f*ck with these b*tches
I don't f*ck with these b*tches
Cause they shady as f*ck
I don't f*ck with these b*tches
Behind yo back they sneak dissin
In yo face they di*k suck
I don't f*ck with these b*tches
I don't f*ck with these b*tches