Big K.R.I.T. - I Ain't Playin' No Moe lyrics

[Verse 1] I'm talkin' 500 degrees straight out the coup With some boppers in my ride and they head out the hood In the hood I finally recognize the K and the truth Before I die I promise I have my name on some shoes No one sayin' what you usually get I'm fresh off the dome, I ain't used to this sh** But the n***as out to fly like a bird since I've been on the curb I only had one thing that's my balls and my word Set a standard went to Atlanta with my crew He my eyes and my ears but down here I proach Down here I crush anyone in the face What if their backs turn f** it anyone replace If I said it I meant what I did what I done Kick a** (?) without using my guns Without using my lungs, I still will make mils I could die motherf**er, and I still will get deals [Hook] I ain't playin' with you n***as no more That 44 get 'em make you hit the floor And if you want it you can get it at the door If it ain't about money stop talkin' to me hoes [Verse 2] Oh sh** I did it again, ay hold up n***as got a problem with K, you best fold up I ain't got time to play with no hoes Unless they coming right off the track with my dough A pimps ID's broke, I don't need it Me not gettin' the deal, I can't see it f** them n***as, I know they don't like me And if they got a problem with Krizzle, they come fight me Why a f** n***a? they know they don't last I don't care I conk ya are you don't pa** Queen city bomb, I'm known for that ? My one goal, gettin' that dough, watch me (?) I ain't got problem with these n***as Stop motherf**ing co*k blockin' me, n***as And let's make something clear I ain't never quit once in my life I touchdown each year [Hook] [Verse 3] And one more thing, I never need a clique to be hard I'm six foot but something else make me lord Creep b**h hard (?) Just to see what I got what I got in my garage No peakin', but this weekend I'm freakin' Somethin' I can cut and nonchalantly leave it Never been a type of trick, no b**h But I get that bit, and I trick that b**h Move over, KRIT got something to say He was alive last week but he's dead today I ain't got time to play with yo Baby sit ya, f** n***a, I'm sayin' to you Don't be talkin' that pop trunk cause I go and pop trunk If you sleepin' with your b**h ? something your headlong This n***a's scared huh? that they don't wanna ? you And that cute ? Mississippi [Hook]