[Chorus: J Stash]
I don't fuck with no fuck n***a, you a fuck n***a can't fuck with ya
Lil n***a, relax, lil n***a, relax
I don't fuck with no fuck n***a, you a fuck n***a can't fuck with ya
Lil n***a, relax, lil n***a, relax
I don't fuck with no fuck n***a, you a fuck n***a can't fuck with ya
Lil n***a, relax, yeah
I don't fuck with no fuck n***a, you a fuck n***a can't fuck with ya
Lil n***a, relax

[Verse 1: Giza]
Your n***a's a rookie (He is), we-we all in my spot, I hit her one time (Ayy come here), now she ask for the room key (Where you at?)
Bitch give me some room please (Get back), ain't took an L yet just some Ws
Coolin' (Yes sir), we workin', [?] the movement (Grat)
Relax can't be shootin', Imma call up my shottas (Where they at?)
Someone gеt him a docta, my lingo is propa (Easily), Mr. Phantom of Opera (Yeah)
Thesе hoes they gossip, Young Giza the topic (Uh, ayy, ayy), [?], these [?] I rock 'em (Ooh, ooh)
With, this rap shit I got them (I did), Batman .40, no Gotham (Huh?)
Batman and Robin (What?), uh, I might rob him
New custom denim [?] (Okay), new whips yeah I'm tryna floss 'em (We gone)
Where he gone, I don't know, ayy (That boy gone), in Atlanta they lost him (Where he at?)
Uh, I-I be with boss an 'em, that rari don't cost nun (It don't), ayy
C-Call up Rick Ross and 'em, she see me I'm flossin' (Skrrt!), ayy

[Chorus: J Stash]
I don't fuck with no fuck n***a, you a fuck n***a can't fuck with ya
Lil n***a, relax, yeah
I don't fuck with no fuck n***a, you a fuck n***a can't fuck with ya
Lil n***a, relax, yeah
[Verse 2: Che Trill]
Li-Lil n***a, relax (Ayy), we rolled up the fruit pack (What?)
We snuck the molly in his hat, in the backpack, where the strap at, give it up where the stash at (Where the stash?)
Up in the party (Woo), sippin' the lean, fuck the Bacardi (Drank gone)
[?] showed up under [?] (I'm leaning), Gisueepe my garments like damn
Swervin' like this (Woo, woo), breakin' your bitch, breakin' my wrist (Flex, woo, woo)
Margiela's the shit (Flex), I'm flexin' that shit
Ayy like damn, swervin' like this (Woo, woo), breakin' your bitch, breakin' my wrist (Ayy, flex)
Mar-Margiela's the shit (Flex), I'm flexin' that shit, yeah

[Chorus: J Stash]
I don't fuck with no fuck n***a, you a fuck n***a can't fuck with ya
Lil n***a, relax, yeah
I don't fuck with no fuck n***a, you a fuck n***a can't fuck with ya
Lil n***a, relax, yeah

[Verse 3: Yung Bans]
Bans, money in my pants (My pants)
I-I-I-I-I don't do no plan, all I do is money dance (Cash)
Bi-Bi-Bitch I'm Micheal Phelps (Uh), swimmin' in the check (Uh)
I never had to flex (Yeah), smokin' dope by myself, gettin' money by myself
All I know is finnese (Finnese), I might tat it on my chest
Bitch it's BanBoi (Bans), and I just got the checks (Woo)
Your bitch she want me next (Woo)
But I don't want relationship, Imma hit her then I jet (Gone)
[Chorus: J Stash]
I don't fuck with no fuck n***a, you a fuck n***a can't fuck with ya
Lil n***a, relax, yeah
I don't fuck with no fuck n***a, you a fuck n***a can't fuck with ya
Lil n***a, relax, yeah