Intro
You niggas thought you were slick huh?
You niggas thought you were MTV huh?
You niggas thought you could fuck with Santa huh?

Chorus
You can't fuck with me
Got your bitch at the crib and she in love with me
Got a million dollar cash keep me company
And none of you niggas can fuck with me
Fuck with me (fuck with me)
Fuck with me (fuck with me)

Fuck with meeeeeeeeeeeee
Fuck with meeee
No You can't Fuck with meeeeeeeeeeeee
Fuck with me, fuck with me,
Fuck with me, you can't
fuck with me!


Verse 1
No, you can't fuck with me
Got your bitch and she in love with me, sipping bubbly
I be buzzing in that bubblebutt like a bumblebee
Busy busting out some banging beats on some double Ds

I be making money spending money exponentially
Gonna make a billion cash or money be the death of me
I just met some girls and they all wanna be friends with me
They say three's a crowd but my dick needs some company

Catching all these freaks like a Pokemon trainer
When you see me, stranger danger,
Nigga I'm deranged
Shooting all these shots out the range
Playing tricks on these hoes, like Hermione Granger

Ta-Da!
You over here, I'm La-bas
Dressed head to toe in fresh Prada!
Nigga I'm badder, No you can't tell me nada,
I dont give a bombaclaat nigga, Suck ya moda


Chorus
Fuck with me
Got your bitch at the crib and she in love with me
Got a million dollar cash keep me company
And none of you these niggas can fuck with me
Fuck with me (fuck with me)
Fuck with me (fuck with me)

Fuck with meeeeeeeeeeeee
Fuck with meeee
No You can't Fuck with meeeeeeeeeeeee
Fuck with me, fuck with me,
Fuck with me, you can't
fuck with me!


Verse 2
I'm going to the top top
Where top top bitches gimme top top
Yea I made a lot lot; Cooked it out pot hot
Better watch the shot clock; Always keep my shot hot

Nigga I'ma shotta
See me when I'm hustling on the blokka
Bitch better have my money brapp-brapp
Running from the cops
Nigga I won't stop
Huste til I drop
CREAM is the crop

Niggas call me Jordan, from the way I hip hop
Tipping on my tip toes as I toe tip the tip top
See me when I'm soaring, flying with this drip drop
Whip so sick I cant get it out the pit stop

Weed so loud, I cant take it out the ziplock
Nigga got Big Stock,
Jewelry box looking like a gift shop
Got a new wrist watch, the one without the tick tock So the only tick tock you gon hear is from my Flip flops

Chorus
Fuck with me
Got your bitch at the crib and she in love with me
Got a million dollar cash keep me company
And none of these niggas can fuck with me
Fuck with me (fuck with me)
Fuck with me (fuck with me)

Fuck with meeeeeeeeeeeee
Fuck with meeee
No You can't Fuck with meeeeeeeeeeeee
Fuck with me, fuck with me,
Fuck with me, you can't
fuck with me!