Don’t You Fat Nick

[Intro]
Dirty Vans
Beat Fiends

[Verse 1]
Sixteen, not my mama's bitch, I've been T'd up
Busting jugs, breaking seals, we remixing, bruh
Guiseppe stepper, got some pistols
Who the fuck want pressure?
Jug in Lexus, get your bands up, bitch, I'm the professor
Any thot I wanna point them out and get some top
If you with me, not against me, we gon' get the guap
Riding 'round in Euro cars, we dropping off the tops
Foreign slidin' 'round it, dope smoke got me feeling higher
Off the shits, I'm tweaking, double cup, I'm peaking
Only model hoes, no wonder why I'm so conceited
My pistol leaking, no, I swear this shit keep sneezing
I-If I catch a opp
I caught 'em, catch 'em, he stop breathing


[Chorus]
No, no, don't, no no, don't
No, don't, no no, don't
Don't you, don't you fuck with me
Oh, don't you, don't you fuck with me
Fuck your, fuck your, fuck your squad
Fuck your, fuck your, fuck your squad
No, no, don't, no no, don't
No, don't, no no, don't
Don't you, don't you fuck with me
Oh, don't you, don't you fuck with me
Fuck your, fuck your, fuck your squad
Fuck your, fuck your, fuck your squad