J.R. Writer, Fred Money - Me Doe lyrics

All I touch is C notes
So they love the stillo
I used to hustle kilos now I’m duckin’ PO’s
Ain’t got a bunch to spend but
Who can fuck with me though
You rockin’ out to them but who
Can fuck with me though
Can’t you rappers see I’ve been
The one to MEO
Whoever battle me you’re gettin’
Fuckin’ three o’d
I’m yelling yeah he spit but who
Can fuck with me though
Ain’t make the freshmen list but who
Can fuck with me though

Look - I pick out my winnings
When I’m done with Cee Lo
Then I make your bitch go
Get a couple of Nemos
I see them haters dead but
I won’t crush their egos
You think you gained a hit that
Shit it must be chemo
These niggas on their shit
Until I off somebody
Gettin’ money and I’m shittin’
Richard Porter potty
I get to the dough while niggas talk about me
It’s getting harder to fold
I need some origami i be enterprising
While I’m penalizing while
These pistols rising
The funeral deserve to see you niggas dying
I’ll interrupt your service like I’m
Forget about them, I feel like Sammy
Gravano, mobbin’ like I’m part
Of the Sicilian family niggas angry
They can’t stand me ‘cause
It’s plain and simple
I be ballin’ for the record
Come and break your singles
Tell them senders I will
Rearrange your temple
I’m mixin’ up my Christians
They can’t wait to mingle
All them guys are snitches
You said they official
Poppin’ bottles with them ‘till they
Got a case against you
No relation, all my homies waitin’
You set up shop and they can’t
Wait to do a home invasion
Get to know the basics ‘cause
I see you ain’t learned
I say your name if I have
To put it in layman terms, zeus

All I touch is C notes
So they love the stillo
I used to hustle kilos now I’m duckin’ PO’s
Ain’t got a bunch to spend but
Who can fuck with me though
You rockin’ out to them but who
Can fuck with me though
Can’t you rappers see I’ve been
The one to MEO
Whoever battle me you’re gettin’
Fuckin’ three o’d
I’m yelling yeah he spit but who
Can fuck with me though
Ain’t make the freshmen list but who
Can fuck with me though

Look - who can fuck with me though
Who can fuck with me though
I’ve got bitches throwin’ head like
It’s fuckin’ Cee Lo
That’s your skeezy bird tell
Her to fuckin’ GO
We already did her greasy yo
You know ain’t nothin’ penal
In and out your bitch, I’ve been busy
Jumpin’ in and out the six, more than Drizzy
Everytime I time I take a trip, I get dizzy
Run in circles, in my city
Who can fuck with me, no one, luckily
Sucka free, you a sucka
You won’t get a buck from me
Fuck a G, you ain’t sellin, flush a ki
Shooter cut ya D
Wore the same clothes for a week
Then got fuckin’ flees
Yeah I take money, but ain’t nothin’ free
Yeah they hate Money
But I’m livin’ comfortably
Screamin’ Thundergang ‘till them pussy
Niggas under me
Thundergang get that pussy from
In front of me

All I touch is C notes
So they love the stillo
I used to hustle kilos now I’m duckin’ PO’s
Ain’t got a bunch to spend but
Who can fuck with me though
You rockin’ out to them but who
Can fuck with me though
Can’t you rappers see I’ve been
The one to MEO
Whoever battle me you’re gettin’
Fuckin’ three o’d
I’m yelling yeah he spit but who
Can fuck with me though
Ain’t make the freshmen list but who
Can fuck with me though