No You Not DaBoii (Ft. G Perico)

[Intro]
Yeah, I ain't fucking wit' you bitches
I ain't fucking wit' you niggas
I ain't fucking wit' you bitches
Yeah, on the, yeah

[Chorus: DaBoii]
I ain't fucking wit' you niggas, I ain't fucking wit' you bitches (Never)
Why the opps ain't never on they block? These niggas chickens
I be runnin' up that bag, bitch I be runnin' up them digits
You can't take the heat? Then get the fuck up out the kitchen
Nigga never to the neck, me and .40 when I ride
Yeah, moving meat like we the mob
Nigga shit ain't been the same since my brodie and them died
You gon' do what? Nigga no you niggas not

[Verse 1: DaBoii]
I ain't fucking wit' you niggas, I ain't fucking wit' you bitches
Why you in the hood without your gun? You niggas slippin'
I thought that boy was real, he started faking for a image
I gave her good dick, now she walking like a pigeon
Pussy niggas throwing blitz up on the net, bitch be specific
Boy you bet not have no work there in your whip 'cause bro will bip it
I got niggas that I love that I don't see, I keep my distance
Boy I'll hit the road with my bitch before I ship it
Yeah lean on the floor, keep it lit for all the thugs
Lil' nigga try and take my bitch, hmm, tuh
And nigga you ain't down to slide? Nigga why you got your gun?
And I'll spit up on a opp grave, hmm, puh
Yep, disrespectful
Fuck what you rep foo'
Told baby bend that ass over I'ma bless you
Bitch you ain't special, get gone, let loose
Told brodie if he fall, never trip, I'ma catch you