Lovingmerex - Fuck with you Lyrics

I'm on a jet, way to Malibu
Bitch don't play with me bitch, you know I ain't no fool
And once you notice it'll be way too late
F*ck the color blue
Wondering who I'm dissing, wanna clue
Want a f*cking clue
You's a blues clues, asking questions if I f*ck with you
I piss a hater off, oh what the f*ck I do
I make the rules, count the blue, you think I need you
When I see you in my view, you gon' know it too
If I don't f*ck with you, then you know I don't f*ck with you
If I don't f*ck with you, then you know I don't f*ck with you
If I don't f*ck with you, then you know I don't f*ck with you
If I don't f*ck with you, then you know I don't f*ck with you
If I don't f*ck with you, then you know what I'm bout to do
I get the scissors, cut em out, give a f*ck bout you
Cause' I don't play, get the tape, I don't make delays
And I don't hesitate on what I am about to say
Do I make you insecure on a first date
But you still eat it up on a Thursday
Do I get extra points on a hurry
You wanna take it back, now you sorry
I just spit, I just do it, I'm the shit
If you mad eat a tic-tic-tac-tac-tac
Bleach your hair, do something to make yourself feel love I swear
OVO, oh XO, YMCMB the goat
Like my breakfast with the yolk, I go hard this ain't no joke
Bitch for once, I see my road, f*ck the car
I'm on a boat, on a boat, on a boat
Yeah I'm cruising got a stole
I'm too hard, don't come close
You might inhale all the smoke
You don't want it, I could match it
All my trauma down the hatchet
I don't got to think about the past and back, back track it
Yeah, Lovingme
If I don't f*ck with you, then you know I don't f*ck with you
Yeah, Lovingme
If I don't f*ck with you, then you know I don't f*ck with you
Yeah, Lovingme
If I don't f*ck with you, then you know I don't f*ck with you
If I don't f*ck with you, then you know I don't f*ck with you
For the bitches that be talking, you don't really know me
And I bet I piss you off, just because I love me
And I rather f*ck myself then f*ck your homie
And thats the truth,
Bitch you think I wanna f*ck with you
Why the f*ck is you showing me the old me
Oh, you tryna prove a point, prove it slowly
Got no time for a boy, come and show me
I could do what I want, you don't own me
And thats just it, He a tick
He keep sucking my dick
Keep hating on me, thats sick
Jealousy a disease, you bi-tch
Yuh, yuh
If I don't f*ck with you, then you know I don't f*ck with you
If I don't f*ck with you, then you know I don't f*ck with you
If I don't f*ck with you, then you know I don't f*ck with you
If I don't f*ck with you, then you know I don't f*ck with you
If I don't f*ck with you, then you know I don't f*ck with you
If I don't f*ck with you, then you know I don't f*ck with you
If I don't f*ck with you, then you know I don't f*ck with you
If I don't f*ck with you, then you know what I'm bout to do