Nobody Fucking With Me (ft. Xv & Chris Webby) by Emilio Rojas
[Hook]
Ain't nobody fucking with me
Ain't nobody fucking with me
Ain't nobody fucking with me
[Verse 1: Emilio Rojas]
There ain't nobody fuckin' with Emilli
With a couple bad bitches that'll suck us silly
For the rockin', I've been livin' like a boxer out of Philly
And I'm runnin' up the Rocky stairs, lucky that I got in here
A little 'Pac in him, little bit of Jay, a lot of Em'
Little bit of Pun and Hector Lavoe so them women wantin' him
Now that's a Latin swag, full price for half a bag
Young and I had nothin', I ain't never goin' back to that
Wherever we go, you know we gettin' c-notes
Makin' money off your fuckin' reservations like casinos
My bitches never need clothes 'cause they covered in weed smoke
My memory is foggy, I've forgotten how to be broke
They know we hungry, how we roll around
So if we bite the bite the hand that feeds
It's only 'cause it's tryin' to hold us down
Latinos glowin' now – every show we showin' out
Y'all are fuckin' crazy tryna slow us down
[Hook]
[Verse 2: XV]
RIP to those Mercedez doors
They suicide, and I ain't even save 'em, Lord
A simple life full of nights that you'd go crazy for
Blaze at dorms with crazy whores, hotel rooms with 80 floors
Hold up, shit, there may be more
But I'm the Oompa Loompa, so these dudes'll never play me short
Mind is like I'm 84
Flow is like I'm 90s branded and grind is like I'm 80s born
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