These n*ggas lyrics

[Hook]
These n*ggas ain’t real, these n*ggas ain’t hard
These n*ggas so fake
These n*gga straight b*tches, these n*ggas pure pus*y
Put his ass on a plate
These n*ggas ain’t with it, these n*ggas don’t want it
YRN don’t play
Run up on me with the fake, press a n*gga
Get you shot in the face
These n*ggas don’t want it, these n*ggas don’t want it
These n*ggas don’t want it
These n*ggas don’t want it, these n*ggas don’t want it
These n*ggas don’t want it
These n*ggas don’t want it, these n*ggas don’t want it
These n*ggas don’t want it
These n*ggas don’t want it, these n*ggas don’t want it
These n*ggas don’t want it

[Verse 1]
These n*ggas don’t want it
All black chopper and it came with a hundred
These n*ggas get to running
Better not slip, bullets fast like Sonny
Make a n*gga to a b*tch
I’m a beat his ass up and fry him up with the switch
Throw his body in the ditch
I’ma do a n*gga dirty, send his squad for a blitz
Who pressin’? f*ck n*ggas ain’t ready
Got a chopper with machete
I’m in your dreams like Freddy
Shoot out in the club, live life like Belly
We the n*ggas get to hittin’
I was taught to never shoot once, gotta leave the b*tch empty
F&N ain’t friendly
I’m a young rich n*gga, do a drive-by in the Bentley
These rappers straight pus*y
Pull up on a n*gga, leave him wetter than some pus*y
Y’all better not push me
Cause I’ll fire a n*gga up, leave him burning like cookie
These n*ggas ain’t hard
It’s on sight when I see a f*ck n*gga, swear to god
I’ll pull a n*gga’s card
These n*ggas ain’t with it, they don’t want it with the squad
[Hook]
These n*ggas ain’t real, these n*ggas ain’t hard
These n*ggas so fake
These n*gga straight b*tches, these n*ggas pure pus*y
Put his ass on a plate
These n*ggas ain’t with it, these n*ggas don’t want it
YRN don’t play
Run up on me with the fake, press a n*gga
Get you shot in the face
These n*ggas don’t want it, these n*ggas don’t want it
These n*ggas don’t want it
These n*ggas don’t want it, these n*ggas don’t want it
These n*ggas don’t want it
These n*ggas don’t want it, these n*ggas don’t want it
These n*ggas don’t want it
These n*ggas don’t want it, these n*ggas don’t want it
These n*ggas don’t want it

[Verse 2]
These n*ggas straight hoes
b*tches, softer than mittens
On the nawf I was a menace
In the trenches, had to get to the riches
Coming at all these f*ck n*ggas’ necks
Broad daylight, hit him with the TEC
Squad know I leave his ass wet
Migo Gang, I’ll die ‘bout respect
Young n*gga go get ‘em, so I got ‘em
Swear to god, headshot ‘em
Red dot ‘em, any n*gga got a problem
Swear to god I’ll solve ‘em
If I ain’t got the F&N with the thirty
Then I revolve ‘em
I do a n*gga real dirty
Leave him where I saw him
Know a couple n*ggas couldn’t take the charges
Threw a bag on his head, extra large
War ready, play the role of a sergeant
Got a sniper, hit his ass from the stars
These n*ggas straight b*tches
These n*ggas ain’t hard
These n*ggas pure pus*y
Man I swear to god
[Hook]
These n*ggas ain’t real, these n*ggas ain’t hard
These n*ggas so fake
These n*gga straight b*tches, these n*ggas pure pus*y
Put his ass on a plate
These n*ggas ain’t with it, these n*ggas don’t want it
YRN don’t play
Run up on me with the fake, press a n*gga
Get you shot in the face
These n*ggas don’t want it, these n*ggas don’t want it
These n*ggas don’t want it
These n*ggas don’t want it, these n*ggas don’t want it
These n*ggas don’t want it
These n*ggas don’t want it, these n*ggas don’t want it
These n*ggas don’t want it
These n*ggas don’t want it, these n*ggas don’t want it
These n*ggas don’t want it