Fvck Wit Me Lyrics

I still got my money
I still got my money
I still got my money

f*ck with me, shit, that's a must
f*ck with me, I got that money
f*ck with me, get your head bust
So f*ck with me, get your head up
f*ck with me and spend all our trust
f*ck with me, in Spenzo we trust
f*ck with me, in Spenzo they trust
f*ck with me

Spenzo just landed back home, youngling
Support at the airport, welcome back home, y'all get it
Shit, the whole city my home, you know what I mean
Fear it ain't, rich crew at your home, youngling
Stress free zone, fresh gray zone
Looking like I own three homes, still stay up in my old G home
Tryina get rich as rich has 'em
Get cheese, americano cheddar, bragging I'm the man Light leather, just cut the letter, man, with the leather
And I pulled up in that, what the f*ck
Hoped out, who the f*ck is he, like I don't wanna be bothered
Can't nobody f*ck with me
Won't you crack the cars, get back the doves
Gonna smack the car, get back the guap
Ride around so I stay grade up
All hella team, bitch praise up
Putting that, work like fur, city nigga got thoughts in a purse
All these motherf*ckers just talk about what they heard
And what's going on with me and her, her, her, her
I'm the best shot of newcomers, I ain't gotta lie, check the numbers
Motherf*ckers dropping this summer but it spends who we trust
Mix tape on the summer

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