With Me

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DC2Trill & Lil Yachty - Rap

With Me

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[Intro] (Nick on the track) Fucking bad bitch on my wrist [Chorus: DC2Trill] If you with me, then you with me, fuck the bullshit Nigga 'posed to hold the fort down, he can't never switch Nigga say he broke, get some pounds and you make it flip Cheap drank out of town, I'm finna make a trip Wide-body on the 'Ghini, nigga, ain't shit mini Bitch, you can't come to the hills, I left her at the Orsini Back then he tried to diss me, now he tryna be me Glass pint of red, nigga, I'm 'bout to get trippy [Verse 1: DC2Trill] Pull up, what's the mission, huh? You ain't see the vision, huh? Why the fuck he mention us? Big faces, go get you some Hit that Metro, gas me up Ten milligrams, I'm active, huh? Hurting 'cause I smashed her, huh? Call me Mister Mister Green tips in my pistol My diamonds and drugs official He ain't have his pistol, now he in a pickle Purple stones on me, now she want to lick 'em Sipped that shit too fast, now I got the hiccups [Chorus: DC2Trill] If you with me, then you with me, fuck the bullshit Nigga 'posed to hold the fort down, he can't never switch Nigga say he broke, get some pounds and you make it flip Cheap drank out of town, I'm finna make a trip Wide-body on the 'Ghini, nigga, ain't shit mini (Nigga) Bitch, you can't come to the hills, I left her at the Orsini (Dig?) Back then he tried to diss me, now he tryna be me (Tryna be me) Glass pint of red, nigga, I'm 'bout to get trippy (Phew) [Verse 2: Lil Yachty] (Pussy) In that pussy with no condom, shit is slippery (Slatt) Nigga was cryin', put one in his head to end out his misery Send my bitch to run your pockets, she's good with the trickery I be with bloods that's slitting in the artery, I need a biography Kitchen came fully loaded Late night with a thick bitch, look like Hocus Pocus Pray the homies didn't notice Nigga say he richer than me, that is so bogus My bank look like I won poker I pull up in a fine Lotus My gun look like I know Joker But I ain't playing games These niggas switched teams, still claiming king like Lebron James Nails painted, rock with no shame, still fuck niggas mains My earrings bigger than most wife's weddings rings It's us, pussy [Chorus: DC2Trill] If you with me, then you with me, fuck the bullshit Nigga 'posed to hold the fort down, he can't never switch Nigga say he broke, get some pounds and you make it flip Cheap drank out of town, I'm finna make a trip Wide-body on the 'Ghini, nigga, ain't shit mini Bitch, you can't come to the hills, I left her at the Orsini Back then he tried to diss me, now he tryna be me Glass pint of red, nigga, I'm 'bout to get trippy

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Credits

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  • Lil Yachty
  • DC2Trill