Wit Da Shitz

Lyrics

[Chorus: S.Dot] Don't try to hit our block, we got shooters in a dip And we ain't tryna talk, bitch, we tryna do a hit Got your bitch all on my dick, got this Rollie on my wrist 30 on my hip, every shorty on the shit Hell yeah, we with the shits Yeah, bitch, we with the shits Please don't try us 'cause all us with the shits With the shits, with the shits, yeah, we with the shits So you better not run up on us 'cause all us with the shits [Verse 1: S.Dot] Slidin' through my hood better not be throwin' up shit On that opp shit, we gon' get your car flipped Ridin in that foreign, I be on some boss shit Them boys talkin' 'bout they want war, man, stop the nonsense Actin' like you hard get put in a coffin Pull up then we sparkin', ain't with the talkin 22, 1 in the top, yeah, we call that Jordan Bitch, don't ask me what it cost, 'cause you can't afford this I got choppers, I got Glocks, I get them shits imported Catch a body, I got lawyers so it ain't important And I gotta smoke some weed 'cause I got a short temp And your bitch she suck my dick and she let me record it 485, that's my company, we got endorsements Get you smoked quick on that CEO shit Remember in the trap sleepin' with them roaches Remember 'cause this rap, bitch, we pushing Porches [Chorus: S.Dot] Don't try to hit our block, we got shooters in a dip And we ain't tryna talk, bitch, we trynna do a hit Got your bitch all on my dick, got this rolly on my wrist 30 on my hip, every shorty on the shit Hell yeah, we with the shits Yeah, bitch, we with the shits Please don't try us 'cause all us with the shits With the shits, with the shits, yeah, we with the shits So you better not run up on us 'cause all us with the shits [Verse 2: Tay600] Slidin' through my hood better not be throwin' up the bricks Bossman be hittin' capes, he always lurkin' for a lick 45 on my hip, I ain't got time to bump lips 23 up in that Smith', I got lil Dee up in a dip Say, "Fuck L'A", you get killed in the same day Lil Marc and Shondale they got killed in the same way All black that's my gear when I play in that gangway Step out in all white like a nigga that slang yay Leaning off a six, and I just smoked like four zips Why she all on my dick if that's supposed to be your bitch? Me and Dot be off the shits 'cause we both got a short temp Slide on opps with 50 clips and you playing with short clips Call the Front, here they come, yeah, we got reinforcements We got more shit, leave you stank like horse shit Remember on the block in the cut with them torches And now my shortys scorching, they jumping off porches [Chorus: S.Dot] Don't try to hit our block, we got shooters in a dip And we ain't tryna talk, bitch, we tryna do a hit Got your bitch all on my dick, got this Rollie on my wrist 30 on my hip, every shorty on the shit Hell yeah, we with the shits Yeah, bitch, we with the shits Please don't try us 'cause all us with the shits With the shits, with the shits, yeah, we with the shits So you better not run up on us 'cause all us with the shits