Wit Me

Lyrics

[Intro] Uh (Yeah, go) Go, go (Yeah, uh) Go, go (Yeah, uh, go) Go, go, go, go (Yeah, uh) Go, go (Oh yeah) Go, go (Yeah) Go, go, go [Verse] I walk in the Louis store, cannot be cheap Got bad bitches on me just 'cause my feet I walk in and you know that I reek Hella scammin' niggas, I would give you a piece Look, and I be high like a young nigga boardin' Good gas, and it's all in my organs Don't need these bitches, no, they not important Smoking dope even when I'm recordin' Braids in my hair, they swing Beamer car, man, I'm switching them lanes (Skrrt) Good-Good gas pack, I'm in memory lane A lot of real niggas, you can't fuck up the chain I came in the Beam, and I fucked up the game A lot of money, man, I'm making it rain I'm a trap nigga, but look what I became Lotta hundreds, got that shit to my name I dare you to pull out ten bands You gon' lose the dare, 'cause I know that you can't Where these bitches stare? At the racks in my pants I be trappin' hard, making your rap advance Too much bands, you can tell by my stance In the kitchen like Cloudy With A Chance Bad bitch, don't need no implants I ain't throwin' money, you can stop all that dancin' Spending money on designer, somethin' random Getting money, man, this shit so random Mix the Ksubi and Louis, man, that's a lil' random These niggas broke, man, don't be an example Big dog, not a kitty, bitch I'm trappin' hard, don't hit me, bitch (Trap too hard) Free the gang even though that they guilty I don't give a fuck, man, I still want 'em with me (Go, go, go)