Roscoe Dash 2.0 - n**vz lyrics

[Hook] G n****s G n****s G n****s G n****s They ain't f**ing with me They ain't f**ing with me They ain't f**ing with me They ain't f**ing with me G n****s G n****s G n****s G n****s They ain't f**ing with me They ain't f**ing with me They ain't f**ing with me They ain't f**ing with me G n****s [Verse 1] G n****s please n****s All of these n****s each n****s Have somewhere my present grim as these n****s They know but dealing what I need n****s I got some styles you won't believe n***a But they don't let you eat with them Matrimony or the feed n***a Cause I'm a come and trick or treat with you n***a These n****s b**hing like halloween I only switch my designer jeans I put my team on that type of swing The rumors go out like a policy 260 (?) follow me b**hes 69 in front of me I got n****s that is going to want to be I got n****s I don't want to see Honestly I got jersey's hanging 10 yrs That is worth the plan When n****s with silent jerseys waiting when N****s was out in Toronto with hermano They out there impersonating Man I heard you saying right before you Murder for infatuation it is easy to talk So murder infatuating So now how much murder in front your face [Hook] G n****s G n****s G n****s G n****s They ain't f**ing with me They ain't f**ing with me They ain't f**ing with me They ain't f**ing with me G n****s G n****s G n****s G n****s They ain't f**ing with me They ain't f**ing with me They ain't f**ing with me They ain't f**ing with me G****s [Verse 2] I can't f** with n****s like I'm jacking off Smoking like I'm Usher off Put the weed out on a n***a thought f** you thought jack it off Put the weed out on a n***a thoughts Fuker thought what you thought Deck it out I'm through with n****s Sleep so we ain't heard it yet but I k** these beasty little murder cap you Keep these n***a I murder them My people speaking in blood f** what they have up All this sh** up my body uh My musical orchestra mode My orchestra always high and perpetual We turn that designer to guns I got that load that you can't keep That's why you can't see none of us Oh you don't want f** with it's mr brush It's back to pack it up I must have missed That messing with happy n****s looking Laughing quit the zibby jabbing Before I get to jacking sh** up These n****s are from the men in black Outer space they ain't taking that They ain't touching that side of the brain Aim like came like you can bring that sh** back [Hook] G n****s G n****s G n****s G n****s They ain't f**ing with me They ain't f**ing with me They ain't f**ing with me They ain't f**ing with me G n****s G n****s G n****s G n****s They ain't f**ing with me They ain't f**ing with me They ain't f**ing with me They ain't f**ing with me G n****s [Verse 3] I'm smokin' purple I'm sipping purple Use to pray for times like this Patients a virtue You know who you f**ing with No don't act confused You can never be this biff Can't take this shoes I never see these n****s snoring This sh** gets boring I might just hop off this tour and Pull up like door man My new b**h she is alluring Just looking foreign Who the hell you think she with When she ignoring She will be spiffing She exploring Receiving blessings With the jelling in my time Feeling like I learn my lesson Hey they see me come home I put weight on me Who I think they going to hate on me My n***a I'm living your daddy dream My blunt in my cup they have gasoline [Hook] G n****s G n****s G n****s G n****s They ain't f**ing with me They ain't f**ing with me They ain't f**ing with me They ain't f**ing with me G n****s G n****s G n****s G n****s They ain't f**ing with me They ain't f**ing with me They ain't f**ing with me They ain't f**ing with me G n****s