I Dont Wanna

[Chorus: Project Pat sample] Takin' Fed chance after chance, but I got to dance To the rules of this shit, that’s why I keep a revolver How the hell you robbers gonna rob the robber? Boy I'm gonna scald ya with pistol slapped cross mouth Reachin in ya pockets, and take yo money out [Verse 1: A$AP ANT] [?] 50 stacks [?] [?] shows Fuck a billboard Way out [?] gotta thank the lord Jealous niggas always envy when they bored James Hardin with the sport, 19 when I tour Need a [?] fuck [?] [?] [?] open doors Pull up in that big body Benz, looking like a truck Wake up feeling like [?] Chump ass niggas ran out of luck Single 24's how I [?] my cup [Chorus: Project Pat sample] Takin’ Fed chance after chance, but I got to dance To the rules of this shit, that's why I keep a revolver How the hell you robbers gonna rob the robber? Boy I'm gonna scald ya with pistol slapped cross mouth Reachin in ya pockets, and take yo money out [Verse 2: Fat Nick] [?] that shit Remix the brick, [?] [?] got me flexin [?] [?] winning [?] when I pull up thuggin [?] Hollo in the chamber, this can change ya [?] drink it till [?] [?] if you [?] [?] My profets [?] [?] my pockets [?] Y'all ain't shit, don't sugar coat it [?] [?] run this shit Salty bitch [?] [?] you think you fucking [?] [?] without a doubt [?] [Chorus: Project Pat sample] Takin' Fed chance after chance, but I got to dance To the rules of this shit, that's why I keep a revolver How the hell you robbers gonna rob the robber? Boy I’m gonna scald ya with pistol slapped cross mouth Reachin in ya pockets, and take yo money out [Verse 3: Maxo Kream] I don’t wanna, I don't wanna wish a nigga wanna For a fucking comma, he’s a [?], eyes roll back, he wanna Sip on [?], hollo eat his flesh [?] In the water flow, leave him super soaking Hope they find him Hit a lick on the plug, didn't have to Get a lick on my ho, didn't have to Big brother showed up, got his ass toed up [?] statue Team pulled up [?] backup Got a mac 45 if they act up I rob anybody, get them racks up [?] flip a whole mac truck Only thing I know is get money, I got to have it Juggin all these drugs, and finessing niggas with ratchets I don't wanna rob you, I promis you that I will though [?] we gon kill bro [Chorus: Project Pat sample] Takin’ Fed chance after chance, but I got to dance To the rules of this shit, that's why I keep a revolver How the hell you robbers gonna rob the robber? Boy I'm gonna scald ya with pistol slapped cross mouth Reachin in ya pockets, and take yo money out