Don't @ Me Video (MV)

Yeah, aye
Jay Critch, Hood Fav
Aye

I'm like, f*ck all that talkin'
Nigga, I'ma get it without a doubt, ay
I'm the nigga she be stressin' 'bout
You the type to go stress her out, ay
Knots in my pocket, I feel like I gotta go and walk it out, ay (go walk it out)
Tell 'em to stop it, you know they gon' do the most for the clout (hey)
I play the game like an athlete (athlete)
Ever since I got money she jackin' me (jackin' me)
Leave it all on her face like it's ac-ne (ac-ne)
I ran up the rice like a track meet (track meet)
It ain't no GPS, she can't track me (can't track me)
I'm the hottest youngin', don't at me (don't at me)
I'm the hood fade, don't at me (don't at me)
If you throwin' shade, nigga, at me (throw shade)

'Cause they movin' strange, they start tellin' lies
When that hate start workin', semi .30's out lurkin' (.30's)
I'm tryna get 'em wash like detergent (like detergent)
They be lookin' real nervous in person (nervous in person)
Call my accountant to see how my check look
I don't want her, unless she got a checkbook
Diamonds flying, you get hit with a left hook
We ain't fighting, got the thunder like Westbrook (pa-pow)
Rings on me like Bill Russell (Bill Russell)
Chips in my pockets, no Ruffles (no Ruffles)
Stuffin' all the blue hunnids inside of their duffles (inside of their duffles)
Put all my women on shuffle (shuffle)
F*ck her two times, but she won't get no Fendi
I know they wish they could stop it and end me
Already know these niggas they plottin' and envy
I come from a block where they not so friendly (.30)
Poured her Deusse, yo, she gettin' tipsy (she gettin' tipsy)
How I gave her dick, she gotta tip me (she gotta tip me)
I'm precocious, I'm ridin' with Fifty
Countin' blue hunnids, R.I.P Nipsey (R.I.p. Nipsey)
R.I.P Aggie, came a long way from a Levi's baggie (Levi's baggie)
If she look good, got her bag, I'd shag it (I'd shag it)
Runnin' right back to the cash like Madden (like Madden)
I was so broke had to get what I can
White Moncler, the Michelin Man (Michelin Man)
He was talkin', we ran into the man (into the man)
Wish y'all homies did when shit hit the fan
I need more money, less court dates (less court dates)
Bags so big, throw it up and make the floor shake (make the floor shake)
Ass so big, f*ck around and make the floor break (make the floor break)
Girl, I'm in a rush, gimme head, no foreplay (hey)
I'm makin' plays, I don't watch what the haters say (what the haters say)
Shoot a crossover, hit him with the fade away (the fade away)
Shoot a crossover, he drummin' like 808
Don't even know what the f*ck that I made today (that I made today)
Niggas ain't want' see me eat, but I made a play (but I made a play)
And then I racked up a play for the team
Niggas frontin', shit is not what it seems
They got followers, they ain't got no green (they ain't got no green)

I'm like, f*ck all that talkin'
Nigga, I'ma get it without a doubt, ay (I'ma get it without a doubt)
I'm the nigga she be stressin' 'bout
You the type to go stress her out, ay (you the type to go stress her out)
Knots in my pocket, I feel like I gotta go and walk it out, ay (go walk it out)
Tell 'em to stop it, you know they gon' do the most for the clout (ay, hey)
I play the game like an athlete (athlete)
Ever since I got money she jackin' me (jackin' me)
Leave it all on her face like it's ac-ne (ac-ne)
I ran up the rice like a track meet (track meet)
It ain't no GPS, she can't track me (can't track me)
I'm the hottest youngin', don't at me (don't at me)
I'm the hood fade, don't at me (don't at me)
If you throwin' shade, nigga, at me (throw shade)