I Don’t Fuck With You Hustle Gang (Ft. Big Kuntry King, B.o.B, Shad da God, Spodee, T.I. & Yung Booke)

[Intro: B.o.B.]
Swag bombs in the sky, here I come
Swag bombs in the sky, it's all over me

[Chorus: B.o.B.]
If I don't fuck wit' you then, I don't fuck wit' you now
I was fuckin' her friend, now I'm fuckin' her now
If I don't fuck wit' you then, I don't fuck wit' you now
If you was my nigga then, then I fuck wit' you now
I fuck wit' you now

[Verse 1: B.o.B.]
It's a cold world when the cash rules
When the cash rules, watch for the jack moves
Watch for my squad, got me covered like tattoos
Plus a nigga got cheddar like Kraft Foods
Fuck wit' you, if you a real nigga, then I fuck wit' you
And if you got a problem, we could troubleshoot
Send a text to your nigga, let him try to shoot

[Verse 2: T.I.]
Ball-hitter, now I'm right outside the W
Wit' my shooter waitin' on you, hope you got another you
Ain't talkin' shit about what my lil' brother do
Or get your ass hit up in the club wit' a double deuce
Hustle Gang, give a damn what a sucker do
Doors up in the verte Lamb howlin', "Fuck a roof"
Pistol on me even though ain't finna bust it
You could sure use some shit, I give a bitch a thousand bucks