I Fuck With That Lyrics - Trap God - Gucci Mane

I fuck with that 

I fuck with that 

I fuck with that 

I fuck with that 

I fuck with that, I fuck with that 

I fuck with that, I fuck with that 

I fuck with that, I fuck with that 

I fuck with that, I fuck with that 

You know I fuck with her, you know she fuck with me 

You know she stunt with me 

It's the Gucci Mane, she gotta be 

A dime peace, look in my time peace 

A big bag of kush and she will rhyme B 

I'm on that slick talking shit like the eyes lease 

You got to spit four hundred thousand to run behind me 

You got the paper ticket just to sit beside me 

I'm on the grind I ain't even gotta go outside for you see me shine 

Real niggas wanna give me five, cutie pie wanna come and say hi 

Playin haters, wanna see me die, 

But they can't stop me, nigga I'm alive, 

45, shoot 14 times 

In case you done take lies, 

And you make girl go by line 

And I swear I ain't never seen the bitch so fine 

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She got her own cash, I fuck with that 

I fuck with that,I fuck with that 

She got a full swag, I fuck with that 

I fuck with that, I fuck with that 

Turned her to the max, I fuck with that 

I fuck with that, I fuck with that 

She only fuck with street niggas, I fuck with that 

I fuck with that, you know I fuck with that 

The bitch I'm with she so fly she need a fucking flight attendant 

If I said that shit I need that shit, 

Ten million dollars cash I done spend that shit 

If you love that chick don't send that bitch 

Don't land that bitch I hit that bitch 

Break that bitch I've been that bitch 

Don't follow my rules I'm in this shit 

Sipping on Bombay, what would your mom say? 

Let's not pretend 'cause I'm not your fiancé 

Never on Sunday, fucking on Monday 

Girl you ain't heard I've been low with that money 

Keep it a hundred keeping you running 

Tell your ass why were you really disturbing 

Cuffin no woman, keeping it from coming 

Keep it I'm coming. I'm brutally honest 

All in the add, all in the lab, 

Pulling the trigger she's scratching my back 

Leaning in forward, she scratching my back 

back with commitment but greater the sack 

Gave her a stack, baby relax, 

Way that she second is paying me back 

Niggas on hustle I'm fuckin with that 

Roses are red Ferari's are black 

She got her own cash, I fuck with that 

I fuck with that,I fuck with that 

She got a full swag, I fuck with that 

I fuck with that, I fuck with that 

Turned her to the max, I fuck with that 

I fuck with that, I fuck with that 

She only fuck with street niggas, I fuck with that 

I fuck with that, you know I fuck with that 

It's Gucci 

What's happening? 

Scoo up 

I, I fuck with that 

She fuck with me, I fuck with her 

Wow 

And that's how it's going 

You know what I'm sayin? 

We like Siamese twins 

You know what I mean? 

You gotta keep that money with me 

Shout at somebody girl 

Everywhere I go, I gotta keep my bitch with me 

Guala 

It's Gucci 

Scoo up