We Don't - N.O.R.E., Rick Ross, Ty Dolla $ign

Been there, done that

She a rat, she gonn' run that

Money cars clothes

Any dime piece souls

We cuff them, we pass them

Do them hoes like matter

Now 'lil bitch on madams

You ain’t gotta ask I’m smashin'

You ain’t gotta ask for them rollies

Everything I ride is foreign

Got a little bitch that’s foreign

Fuck my other bitch she borin'

My gold 24 karats

If it ain’t a nigga won’t wear it

Tell her wear your own weed I ain’t sharing

Tell that bitch nigga stop staring

'Cause we don’t fuck with 'em niggas

We don’t fuck with 'em niggas

No, no, no, no, no

'Cause we don’t fuck with 'em niggas

We don’t fuck with 'em niggas

No, no, no, no, no

We don’t fuck with them niggas

Ain’t grow up with them niggas

Never have a drink, never smoke a blunt with them niggas

It’s just me and my bitch, other niggas is phoney

You know me I’m my OG

Owner off in the police

Let the bitch leave, bye bye

Connect is the plug, wifi

East coast niggas rep that NY

West coast nigga done taught me how to drive by

Consignment, money back pronto

Thumbs all green from selantro

African, killers from the Congo

And latin niggas with spears, that ill combo

'Cause we don’t fuck with 'em niggas

We don’t fuck with 'em niggas

No, no, no, no, no

'Cause we don’t fuck with 'em niggas

We don’t fuck with 'em niggas

No, no, no, no, no

Fuck with them niggas say

Before I drop this was a hit away

Brought the city back still niggas hate

'Cause they see a nigga straight

All go present got the bigger face

And that new benz got a different shape

Straight cash I bought forints

Pull up on that bitch in jerarintp

Used to kill the block every morning

Now the house on the hill a few g like lauren

Fresh dickies and some chucks when I’m on my calie shit

The hood pass when I land, ain’t nobody gonn' trip

Og and the spliff, 32 shots in the clip

Won’t fuck with him, but I fuck his bitch

'Cause we don’t fuck with 'em niggas

We don’t fuck with 'em niggas

No, no, no, no, no

'Cause we don’t fuck with 'em niggas

We don’t fuck with 'em niggas

No, no, no, no, no

First what she ever sex on a jet wit

In a body line in the projects with

First one I never counted hunned stacks with

Vt, did they get a bag with

2 seater sunset tell her smoke one

2 bitches that got a part of oak one

New crib nut like Barklay center

And I’m running to it days with your bay nigga

Maybach all black squad in the frat

Yay in the trunk wings on my lap

Man I boy send back ???

Now it’s time for some action!