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Wit Me Lyrics


Slimmy B Wit Me

RBE-SOB, that's the gang bitch

[Verse]
I'm gettin' money, got no time to beef with f..ck bois
Bands with me, you ain't f..cking with now bum, boy
Thinkin' you gonna rob me, you's a dumb boy
All my niggas shooters, NBA, no Youngboy
Bitch, I been thuggin' my whole life, I can't change now
I was down for a minute, we the niggas gettin' cake now
Bro, trust me, you don't wanna feel these ‘K rounds
762, leave the toughest nigga face down
Was a diamond in the rough but I shine now
And I'ma need a mil' plus just to sign now
If you ain't talking cash shit, bitch, pipe down
And if your bitch want this dick, she get piped down
Big sticks, we the one with them stripes out
Speaking on the gang, same niggas gettin' packed out
Maxed out, pull the track out, blow her back out
Beat the pussy up and I ain't stoppin' ‘til she tap out
Nerd niggas, sneak dissin', never say names
I chase bread while you broke niggas chase fame
Big .40, clip longer than a Great Dane
And I'ma dog to these hoes, bitch, I can't change
All them days being broke, now my days change
Everybody throwin' Bs up, that's a gang thang
Hopin' out the whip while I'm drivin', that's a bay thang
Chopper get to hittin' everybody like I can't aim
Run around the bay, a couple niggas want to end me
So I'm ridin' with the semi, clip hold about 50
No ol' hundred, all blues like I'm picky
[?], blow your back out, Ricky
Won't hesitate to shoot, if a nigga actin' iffy
Don't tempt me, red YSL with the ripped jeans
I'm gettin' money, give a f..ck about who diss me
Chopper bigger than Aretha [?]
Yhung nigga ‘bout his pesos, hanging where you can't go
Chains on our neck, used to be on our ankle
But you got the have rain, if you wanna see a rainbow
D's brother got that draco, clip lookin' like a bangle
Shooters on call, ready to do what I say so
Got real love for my niggas, bitch, I can't fold
To buy my son anything he want, now I'm able
Remember all them days being broke, now them days gone
[Outro]
I'm thuggin', I'm in these streets
Them suckers, they want to end me
But baby, your all I need
[?], is you with me?
I'm thuggin', I'm in these streets
Them suckers, they want to end me
But baby, your all I need
I don't run, is you with me?
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)


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