[Intro]
I don't fuck around, goddamn
No conversation for a pussy n***a

[Chorus]
No conversation for a pussy n***a
I don't fuck around, goddamn
When the whip come stock-
I don't want that shit
I don't fuck around, goddamn
She gotta' wash that shit 'fore I fuck that bitch
I don't fuck around, goddamn
Overnight the pack, don’t three-day shit
I don't fuck around, goddamn
I don't fuck around, goddamn
I don't fuck around, goddamn
I don't fuck around, goddamn
I don't fuck around, goddamn
I don't fuck around, goddamn
I don't fuck around, goddamn
I don't fuck around, goddamn

[Verse 1]
N***a, you a snitch in yo’ town…
I don't fuck around, goddamn
Run up my way, get ya' ass knocked down
KelTec, shoot a hunnid’ rounds
Take a boot with the bitch, think it déjà vu
They found the bitch layin' in ‘the lounge’
Pull off in the cool coupe
With the panoramic roof
That stock shit made for a clown…
“Longway, pipe they’ ass down!”
I don't fuck around with a pussy n***a
Boujee bitches, they ain't bigger than me
Blue Benjamins, bitch, you can't find a $20!
Ten slugs in my mouth, straight out the dentist!
Back on the stove, cook it like I'm a chemist
Balenci’, Givenchy; I change up my image
Balenci’, Givenchy; I change up my image
She bow down to my feet and make a wish
Kiss stars, bitch!
Pussy look like she take a lot of dick…
I ain't fuckin’ ‘round wit’ her!
Be there, delivery, don't fuck around with it
Overnight, mine, n***a!
OG gas, clip it right off the vine
Bitch, I'm the plug, don't question my line!
(Longway, bitch!)
[Chorus]
No conversation for a pussy n***a
I don't fuck around, goddamn
When the whip come stock-
I don't want that shit
I don't fuck around, goddamn
She gotta' wash that shit 'fore I fuck that bitch
I don't fuck around, goddamn
Overnight the pack, don’t three-day shit
I don't fuck around, goddamn
I don't fuck around, goddamn
I don't fuck around, goddamn
I don't fuck around, goddamn
I don't fuck around, goddamn
I don't fuck around, goddamn
I don't fuck around, goddamn
I don't fuck around, goddamn

[Verse 2]
That's just the way I'm rockin', pussy n***a
I don't fuck around, goddamn
Rich roll in a double-R, mounted up
Trap for seven days, n***a, count it up
I'm tryna' get paid, n***a, ‘Mega Millions’!
I'm Ace Boogie now, I ran outta' luck
All I need was ‘In God I trust’-
With a big pair of big nuts and a handgun
I ain't worrying 'bout a bitch I done done-done
Suzy-choosy pointers in my charm
In the trap, I'ma count it up, every ‘run’
Rubber-bandin' racks and all the ones
In the corner, stash all the coins
In the ‘money race’-
They pronounced that, ‘I won’!
‘The-Man-Of-The-Year’, Rich Home Qaun
‘Trapper’ turned rapper
Two different funds
About the paper, shoot two different guns
Push your taper back
Give a fuck 'bout where you from
‘Pussy n***a vibe’
Feel it, when he come around
I can't smoke a blunt with DJ Yola
He all in my mouth, I'm talkin' bout the ‘Yola’
*GRDOOAUW*
Pussy n***a tryna' turn me over
I had to send 'em back to back
A car full of ghosts
Knock a n***a's head off his shoulders (Longway, bitch)
[Chorus]
No conversation for a pussy n***a
I don't fuck around, goddamn
When the whip come stock-
I don't want that shit
I don't fuck around, goddamn
She gotta' wash that shit 'fore I fuck that bitch
I don't fuck around, goddamn
Overnight the pack, don’t three-day shit
I don't fuck around, goddamn
I don't fuck around, goddamn
I don't fuck around, goddamn
I don't fuck around, goddamn
I don't fuck around, goddamn
I don't fuck around, goddamn
I don't fuck around, goddamn
I don't fuck around, goddamn