Don’t f*ck Around lyrics

by

Nell


[Verse 1: Dough Dough]
f*ck '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*ck 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*tches 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
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[Hook x2: Yung Simmie]
He f*cked around, he f*cked around, he f*cked around
Get stuck in the ground
He f*cked around, he f*cked around
Get stuck in the ground
So don't f*ck around, don't f*ck around, don't f*ck around
Don't f*ck around, don't f*ck around
Get stuck in the ground

[Verse 2: Yung Simmie]
Ride on 'em, slide on 'em, all my n*ggas 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*ggas in army trucks
Big boots we stomp, bruh, get buck, we turnin' up
[Hook x2: Yung Simmie]
He f*cked around, he f*cked around, he f*cked around
Get stuck in the ground
He f*cked around, he f*cked around
Get stuck in the ground
So don't f*ck around, don't f*ck around, don't f*ck around
Don't f*ck around, don't f*ck around
Get stuck in the ground

[Verse 3: Yung Simmie]
You don't want war with us, dreads swing, I'm a warrior
b*tch n*gga 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*cked 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*ggas gritty, do me, get every penny
f*ck hoes, I got plenty, none of them get sh*t from me
She f*cked, she get in front me, soft n*ggas 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*cked around, he f*cked around, he f*cked around
Get stuck in the ground
He f*cked around, he f*cked around
Get stuck in the ground
So don't f*ck around, don't f*ck around, don't f*ck around
Don't f*ck around, don't f*ck around
Get stuck in the ground
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