Lyrics 1TakeJay – Can’t Fuck With You

Hello maaaan fuck is you talking about
Boy listen, stop playing with me
Bitch, you know how many bitches in my DM’s
Man you, you tripping

If you ain’t on my dick I can’t fuck with you
If you don’t press my other bitch I can’t fuck with you
If you ain’t got your own chips I can’t fuck with you
Why you keep on callin’, bitch, no I can’t fuck with you
Why the fuck you glued to my hip, I ain’t stuck with you
Hol up, you not my main bitch you a substitute
Why you always going though my phone like what’s up with you
Bitch your breath always hot you need to keep gum with you

And why you in my bitch ear I ain’t even Fuck With You
Y’all ain’t really friends why you ass so comfortable
Cause you the type of broke bitch that always come and go
You down for Benny Hollins but not down to eat a Lunchable
Bwap Bwap we at the finish line bitch I’m done with you
I’m not a baby sitter, don’t forget to take your son with you
Sloppy top and fire cat yeah I had fun with you
This a fair warning my bitch crazy, keep a gun with you

If you ain’t on my dick I can’t fuck with you
If you don’t press my other bitch I can’t fuck with you
If you ain’t got your own chips I can’t fuck with you
Why you keep callin’, bitch, no I can’t fuck with you
Why the fuck you glued to my hip, I ain’t stuck with you
Hol up, you not my main bitch you a substitute
Why you always going though my phone like what’s up with you
Bitch your breath always hot you need to keep gum with you

Like bitch, you wasting my motherfuckin’ time
Boy listen, stop playin with me
Ain’t no if, ands, or betweens
Bitch it’s either you gone be on my dick or be on my dick, bitch
Whaaat
What he say
Wait hol up
I’m finna dump this bitch