Lyrics I Aint Fuckin Witcha - Derrick Lamar

You tryina rob?
Nah nigga I ain't fuckin witcha
You tryina steal?
Nah nigga I ain't fuckin witcha
You tryina kill?
Nah nigga I ain't fuckin witcha
You tryina chill?
Nah nigga I ain't fuckin witcha

I ain't fuckin witchu, I practice abstinence
But I go hard to be a star
Call me an asterisk
I'm hot shit pass the brisk
But it still can't cool me off
That's why I smashed the chick, bet I knock that Coochie off
And I got that ooh wee soft
Though I'm something like Bruce Lee dawg
I don't chop them bricks but I cop that shit
And I call her Lucy y'all
White girrrrrrrrrlllllll
Ooh she raw
She got no color, like I love her
And she boujee
Awwww
If you wanna take her spend that paper
No regrets daddy
Cuz I run thru paper like a cheerleader at a pep rally
Most of you cats copy
(Copy)
Copy cats
Stop biting for I knock all your teeth out nigga
(Nigga)
Copy that?
(Copy that)
I be back, spinal cords, shoulder blades
Got a bad bitch at the telly
And she Rollin like Kelly on top of some roller blades
Even tho my quota's made I still refuse to fuck with you niggas
All white everything, nah I ain't racist
But I damn sho ain't gon fuck with you niggas

You tryina rob?
Nah nigga I ain't fuckin witcha
You tryina steal?
Nah nigga I ain't fuckin witcha
You tryina kill?
Nah nigga I ain't fuckin witcha
You tryina chill?
Nah nigga I ain't fuckin witcha

I ain't fuckin witchu
(Fuckin witchu)

I ain't fuckin witchu
(Fuckin witchu)

I ain't fuckin witchu
Nah nigga I ain't fuckin witcha

I ain't fuckin witchu
(Fuckin witchu)

I ain't fuckin witchu
(Fuckin witchu)

I ain't fuckin witchu
Nah nigga I ain't fuckin witcha

I ain't fuckin witchu
I'm on some money shit, you niggas on some funny shit
And I'm about my money bitch
(Money bitch)
Real nigga
(Real nigga)
Authentic
That glock be mixing shit
So don't get your thoughts blended
Give you an Uzi smoothie, and banana clips
(And banana clips)
Strawberry your shirt
(Shirt)
Wigs this banana splits
(Banana splits)
Nah shit man let me quit, y'all ain't ready for that side of me
And I ain't gotta walk around acting all hard
As long as I know it's indie of me

Man I got that gift it was given as a kid
Stayed with me till a nigga got grown up

When the Dot man spit man the shit so sick
That I bet all y'all haters gon throw up

And I got that bitch cuz I pop that shit
Plus I got bars like granola

When I'm on that mic man I'm something like Mike
You can try to stop me to no luck

I beast bitch and I drop buckets in the same game
While my chain hang
I'm shooting from the same range as Danny Ainge

With no shame and I'm bout green
No change, all dollars
Stacks so fat need dog collars
Y'all see what I'm doing and y'all'll holla

You tryina rob?
Nah nigga I ain't fuckin witcha
You tryina steal?
Nah nigga I ain't fuckin witcha
You tryina kill?
Nah nigga I ain't fuckin witcha
You tryina chill?
Nah nigga I ain't fuckin witcha

I ain't fuckin witchu
(Fuckin witchu)

I ain't fuckin witchu
(Fuckin witchu)

I ain't fuckin witchu
Nah nigga I ain't fuckin witcha

I ain't fuckin witchu
(Fuckin witchu)

I ain't fuckin witchu
(Fuckin witchu)

I ain't fuckin witchu
Nah nigga I ain't fuckin witcha

I ain't fuckin witchu
I'm on my cool shit
You niggas like horse flies
Staying on that bull shit
(That bull shit)
You can get a full clip
(Full clip)
Of money that is
But you too busy all on my line
All up in mine
All in my biz
(All in my biz)
All at my bitch
She don't even want your crusty ass
It ain't hard to see that you really a clown
You related to Krusty's ass
And we ain't fuckin witchu
We be on our own hype
In the lab straight cookin up dope
(Dope)
Nigga get your own pipe
(Ya own pipe)
On site
I get on a beat and kill shit
The Freshworks Fresh Prince
Rockin them J's like Will Smith
Them fire red 5's on
2-3 I'm in my zone
I'm writing raps in my iPhone
And I got crack for them Tyrone's
(Them Tyrone's)
Biggums nigga, the real life Chappelle Show
I spit hot wit that Hell flow
Is you fuckin with me?
Hell no
Step ya game up, that's how I came up
A real dude that won't never change up
Remember that shit when you bring my name up
D dot Freshworks watch us flame up

You tryina rob?
Nah nigga I ain't fuckin witcha
You tryina steal?
Nah nigga I ain't fuckin witcha
You tryina kill?
Nah nigga I ain't fuckin witcha
You tryina chill?
Nah nigga I ain't fuckin witcha

I ain't fuckin witchu
(Fuckin witchu)

I ain't fuckin witchu
(Fuckin witchu)

I ain't fuckin witchu
Nah nigga I ain't fuckin witcha

I ain't fuckin witchu
(Fuckin witchu)

I ain't fuckin witchu
(Fuckin witchu)

I ain't fuckin witchu
Nah nigga I ain't fuckin witcha