[Chorus: Yung Booke]
I wet up the nay nay
[?] I ain't gon do it
Fly like an egle
My shit [?]
But I ain’t gon do it
I know you don't like me
I will fuck your wifey
But I ain't gon do it
My diamonds are shining
I might just blind you
But I ain’t gon do it
Oo
Oo
Oo
I ain't gon do it

[Verse 1: Yung Booke]
I just fucked that n***a bitch
Time I'm killing it, told me come do it
They looking like "what the fuck?"
Come through in a hummer truck [?]
Them haters can't fuck with us
Their team can't win, they mad that we losing
[?] na bitch I ain't gon do it
What the hell are you thinking?
Oh you ain't thinking
Something sweet, here's some candy
Sike bitch, that’s a Xanny
Na I ain’t gon do it to her right now
[?] don't pour no sprite out
Got my diamonds on, don’t turn the lights down
[?] right now
[?]
[?] Ray J only
Imma spray all the fuck n***as, pull the K out, broad day [?]
Two for the bamboo
I ain't gon do it
[?]
[Chorus: Yung Booke]
I wet up the nay nay
[?] I ain't gon do it
Fly like an egle
My shit [?]
But I ain't gon do it
I know you don’t like me
I will fuck your wifey
But I ain't gon do it
My diamonds are shining
I might just blind you
But I ain't gon do it
Oo
Oo
Oo
I ain't gon do it

[Verse 2: T.I.]
Your hoe ran up on me
I told that hoe "don't go for me, hit my hoomies"
The next thing you know she suck it
I'm back out to trappin, don't know if you notice
But Hustle Gang all about money, my bankroll fold and my pockets are swolen
[?] shit I smoke as loud as explosion
Straight 8 jeap pop a wheely
[?]
I don't give a fuck about hurting your feelings
Yeah I'm on that ass, tell that hoe "get busy"
She gave brain till the bitch got dizzy
Round A Town, n***a this my city
And any motherfucker tryna diss my city
[?]
[?]
Hit him with the chopper [?]
[?]
7 or 8 watches got stones all in them
[?] dice I be shooting
[?] how could I lose?
Got so many chains, don't know what to do
I should give some away, na, I ain't gon do it
[Chorus: Yung Booke]
I wet up the nay nay
[?] I ain't gon do it
Fly like an egle
My shit [?]
But I ain't gon do it
I know you don't like me
I will fuck your wifey
But I ain't gon do it
My diamonds are shining
I might just blind you
But I ain't gon do it
Oo
Oo
Oo
I ain't gon do it

[Verse 3: Yung Booke]
All my diamonds frozen, all my n***as rollin
OG got the stove on, purple ac I'm pouring
I was fucking your bitch for 3 weeks, and you ain't even knew it
40 toating that bullshit, I ain't going for it
I just payed a mortgage
Only glass houses, just cash houses
Bought a brand new foreign
Out the lot, I just smashed off
Got turned down a couple years ago
But the same hoe throwing her ass now
I ain't gon fuck her, sike Imma [?]
[?]
She giving brain [?]
All of my diamonds are dancing
TIP gon bring out the cannon
He gonna shoot when I tell him
All of my bitches [?]
The gang the real trend setters
[Chorus: Yung Booke]
I wet up the nay nay
[?] I ain't gon do it
Fly like an egle
My shit [?]
But I ain't gon do it
I know you don't like me
I will fuck your wifey
But I ain't gon do it
My diamonds are shining
I might just blind you
But I ain't gon do it
Oo
Oo
Oo
I ain't gon do it