Lyrics Fine Wit That - Dren

Man fuck how you feel and the way that you think how I sound on this track
Ya can keep haitin the money still coming I'm fine with that
Don't fuck with no plastic the way that I got it I get it in cash
And ma niggaz bout it we all get it poppin got bloods on my back
Shout out to ma Albanians that always keep it 100
Shit man I never changed I been keepin it real ever since I was a youngsta
See I don't go poppin em tags, all ma fitteds is custom
Ya'll just a bunch of fake niggaz i figured you pussies like solving a puzzle
Fake niggaz can't trust em, I let it ranggg like a muffler
Bitch ma name strech like the ocean and u other rappers just puddles
Popin cats like bubbles, see ya dont really want no trouble
And all these hatters wana dick ride, but motha fuckas they dont love you
I do me homie fuck what you say man
Every body wanna rap now but I gotta different game plan
Im real down to my core, Im just thinkin how to sum this shit
You do it for money and hoes and clothes I do it for the love of it

That's y i do not fuck with you hoes
I can't fuck with that fake shit
Ma niggaz gon dump that on go
You know you know you know
Im with ma niggaz riddin dirty on the low
Police is runin tryna catch me on the go
Aint sayin nothin cuz I don't fuck with the po
Ain't sayin nothin cuz I don't fuck with you hoes

Said I been runnin long for that paper
Never asked anybody favors
Man fuck these bitches ain't made us
So when I get there nigga better pay
I'm part of the game but ma nigga I dont play
Fuck what you heard hoe come and get a taste
From guns to the shanks slap box in the ring
I ain't never been afraid from these niggaz cuz they fake
No love for these hoes cuz the money is in the way
Money over bitches doe I love gettin laid
So if a nigga own me he gotta pay up
Cuz if not now ima have to come back roll around a lil latter
And burn that mutha fucka up like I run taylor
Smoke in the air so loud this kush about to wake my neighbors
Its MoB blood and 6 star g's so fuck them haters
If ya feel some type of way homie that shit don't phase us
Cuz this love is always gonna over power hatters
Thats my mind is made up steady chasing this paper
When did it become a thing for your own niggaz to change
Aint none of you real ain't none of you hang
Ain't none of you bang
I got niggaz that kill, for lil change
Keep playin a bitch, they gon blow out yo brains
Now fuck how you feel and fuck how I changed
Cuz you dont deserve to be up with the greats

That's why i do not fuck with you hoes
I can't fuck with that fake shit
Ma niggaz gon dump that on go
You know you know you know
Im with ma niggaz riddin dirty on the low
Police is runin tryna catch me on the go
Aint sayin nothin cuz I don't fuck with the po
Ain't sayin nothin cuz I don't fuck with you hoes