We Wit It

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Glock on my hip watch me trap in designer They jus came in now Im changin the climate Ima trap nigga beside all the rhymin U cross the gang nigga ain't no rewindin Weigh out the pack n remix it We got good dope for low ticket Trap in the trenches On the (?) talkin (?), taxin if I pull up wit it Bitch I gotta get it I was 14 in the trap Glock 23 on my lap These niggas cap We never went thru a drought Think Im jus rappin get wrapped I can not diss to get clout Alot of these niggas bitches My 40 Glock got extension Im Bloody n all them nigga crippin Yo money funny, eddie griffin Im ballin hard like the pistons Run up the money go get it U say u want smoke bitch we wit it Errbody rappin they grippin Glock 23 wit extension Aye, leave a lil fuck nigga missin Im activis double cup sippin See how the gang handle business Bitch we the deathrow new edition I was in jail wit that pack I treat the beat like a snack I go to war wit the rats Bitch I put the hood on my back Aye aye, they know LilCJ go get it, go run up the money go run up the money They know we keep them big thookas, my lil nigga hungry, that clip hold a hunnid They know LilCJ bout business, I dont need a nigga I did this shit uno deep They know Im still a gorilla I came from the jungle Im straight out of village creek Make sure u (?) up my energy Put sum respeck on my name when u mention me Up on the opp make a nigga feel victim, I clear that bitch out like a mini me I know these lil niggas hate Cause they ain't got on no plate Call my young ape Lil bro gon up from the waist We in the hood everyday Quick to pull up where u stay Quick to drive down wit a K We got good dope from the bay Break down the door on the (?) N go make a play Fuck nigga stay out my way Yeah they mad cause I took off My (?) a boss Never ask em what it cost Break down a P of that (?) Not takin no loss Big homie got the best soft 2 (?) 2 months I saw my shit frost I used to trap out the (?) My young nigga knockin shit off Get to him for a low cost, nigga Run up the money go get it U say u want smoke bitch we wit it Aye, errbody rappin they grippin Glock 23 wit extension Aye, leave a lil fuck nigga missin Im activis double cup sippin Aye aye, see how the gang handle business Bitch we the deathrow new edition I was in jail wit that pack I treat the beat like a snack I go to war wit the rats Bitch I put my hood on my back Aye, they know LilCJ go get it, go run up the money go run up the money They know we keep them big thookas, my lil nigga hungry, that clip hold a hunnid