FUCK AROUND ft. DAVONTA Lyrics

Yeah

We don't fuck around

We don't fuck around

We don't fuck around

Yeah

Jazzyriri

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

I count up my cheese I don't fuck around

That's the Capricorn in me

Don't cap around me

I'm a fucking problem don't try to solve me

I been stepping on necks since I started walking

I'm a hungry artist I don't beat around

Keep a bald eagle, my shit lethal now

I'm a raw diva, I'm a keeper

Lame niggas say that it's cheaper

There's a dozen more where you came from

So if you wanna fuck around fuck around fuck around

Please get the fuck around

I'm in the stu with my bro and we popping off

You gon' miss me as soon as I drop this off

We popping our shit

We cooking up hits

We popping out shit

We cooking up hits bitch

I shine bright, I'm Riri

I'll never dim my light so haters can see me

Looking for the mic I'm a shut down this evening

Every stage I touch gets bigger

Any stage I touch you'll remember

There's power in my presence, I'm a gold member

They say we elite, go figure

We sliding on the beat like water

These bitches real thirsty they may wanna search me

All on my page and I'm making 'em nervous

Fucking around while these bitches be lurking

They stay pressed for my attention bitch

You can't even get a mention so

Really it's fuck your opinion cause

All of my pictures is giving

Boss bitch

Savage

I'm Ratchet

Classic, music I'm that bitch

Multifaceted

A beauty

You taking L's (loser)

I get the W (winner)

Uh

Bitch get out my face like a go back

Yeah, back to ya job you a throwback

Uh I ain't gon re tell you again you ain't on my level I'm not with the hints

Never a personal diss, I'm monetizing

They only throw shade when I'm shining

I carry a dream, miss understood

How would you even understand

The gram and the following is lesser than

The mogul I'm capable of being and

Truly am

Fuck around

Fuck around

Fuck around

Fuck around

I'm in the Stu and I'm fucking round

I'm making moves I'm not fucking round

Ain't looking at prices, we buying now

That's the Leo in me, I can't lie around

Don't see the big picture, tryna size me down

But I'm heavy though I weighed a lot of pounds

Move a lot of work, move a lot of shit

Having real money, niggas counterfeit

These the new slaps

How they sounding bitch

Way my flow shine, think I polished it

Get a lot of brain, I need acknowledgement

I might make it rain or deposit it

Piling profit keep a nigga positive

Car dealership, I make a lot of it

Way I'm whipping shit, it's like a pot in here

Loud got me wheezy, bitch I'm outta here

Loud got me wheezy, bitch I'm outta here

Got my bitch in Cleveland living Cavalier

Comp steady crying, they ain't on my tier

They ain't running shit, achilles got a tear

Say my stock rising, you should get a share

Say they can't stand me, well bitch here's a chair

We ain't playing games, this ain't truth or dare

I might beat the pussy, yeah I'm thinking snare

Like my Country Grammar, bitch it's hot in here

Everything's real, coming out my grill, grill like I'm tailgating

Tell them boys chill, they ain't moving still, still like they stalemating

Witcha bitch I peel, ball like Lil, Lil means I'm trailblazing

Sick like ew, need a quick meal, mil yours like snails racing

Get the fuck from round, I might hurt you

If I'm fucking round, probably fucking round with two friends in the same circle

If she fucking round, I might fuck around and suspend the bitch like she Urkle

Stop fucking round, me and Jazzy just fucked around and murdered these verses

Fuck around

Fuck around

Fuck around