[Hook]You don't fuck with me, I dont fuck with you, well god damnI don't see you meaning, I fuck with you, well god damnTell me what this war is just coming to, well god damnGot 600 guns, 600 troops, well god damnWell god damn, god damnGod damn, god damn[Verse 1]And I'm dishing out these shots, two for him and two for youAnd my chopper got a drum, make it beat like fruity loopsGot this ice on like its snowing, I ain't talking Gucci bootsAnd my shorty catch a murder, get right out like Boosie BooI ain't fucking with no basic bitch, something I used to doHit the block, with them glizzies, too, got us cruising throughAll my niggas got them lemons boy, watch us hooley hoopTooka gang or fufu gang, tell me which one, who is youHit your block up dishing shots, we don't care bout who is whoI just hop right out a beamer, that's just something I usually doGot a hundred fucking clips, but we ain't no movie crewIf you send some shots at us, tell me where you moving to[Hook][Verse 2]Bitch im coming through, tell me where the fuck I'm coming toI be chasing at the check, thats the shit im running throughWith that pussy boy its safe, saying Koopa ran a moveYou'd be dead by yesterday, if I really wanted youBitch I'm talking money, shoes, these money girls be coming throughHundred guns, a hundred troops and they talking homi's tooAnd my niggas shoot for fun that just gives em something to doAnd im with the same niggas everyday ain't nothing newBoy be cool if you lose its better you do it tooThey say Koop, why you do it cause I had to do it to emGot the tool, Ima up this shooter, ain't gon' show it to emIf he run, ima chase him down and put them bullets to em[hook]
