Wit Me

B*tch! Put my d*ck on yo face, put my gun in yo purse

Put my work in yo pussy, b*tch don't come on a word

Pass the weed to your slime, these n*ggas greener than lime

So many knots in my pockets, the b*tch need a massage

I was born in the drought, I hope I die in yo mouth

If you're a rat you should've died as a mouse

The weed louder than the opera house, 'til the fat lady sings

Drop codeine in my punch, I'm 'bout to take a swing

If n*ggas thinkin' I'm soft, I'll knock yo thinkin' cap off

I get blood out these pussies, I'm a sneaking tampon

This for my n*ggas back home, I'm still New Orleans regardless

Got b*tches fallin' like olives, can sell that bullsh*t to a tourist

My b*tch is badder than me, call that Adam & Eve

I do tricks on my skateboard, not up my sleeve

I kiss yo b*tch on the neck, shoot your man in the head

Hit his mama address then send his parents a text

I play with pussy, not these n*ggas

Crucify these n*ggas

Kidnap 'em cause they fowl so ask 'em who gon' buy these n*ggas

Got Lil Wayne on her ass, Lil Tunechi on her titties

To kill me you gotta die wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me

(Wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

We ain't playin', got 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

Straight (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

She's (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

He's (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

(I'm wit you!)

We ain't playin', got 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

Strong (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

Gas (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

Drank (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

I ain't never been dumb my n*gga

Or sucka neither, go ahead play ya part wit it

Cash on deck, they be layin' round wit it

Gotta cake up, where the suckas playin' rounds wit it

I'm cold, doubling this, just ask yo b*tch

I swear she know her legs up high

She spread eagle and then took in my big ego

I'm stealthy, ask Tunechi and them

Let me tell you a little something 'bout me

I talk sh*t, break like Muhammad Ali

Damn, whoop a n*gga ass like Muhammad Ali

I'm thrown, no catchin' me

These n*ggas in the game – so sad to me

I'm sure no one would care we

Just put them out their misery

But no sympathy and no green, uh uh

Me home with no heat, uh uh

Can n*gga talk bullsh*t of records at CM in public

And they never do nothing

You violator, demonstrations I'ma

Put n*ggas up on there, wherever we want

I got racks in my pocket right next to my lamas

I'm mowin' my bag, the purple mohana

Get after my girl and it's round whatever

So don't be struck down when you seein' me n*gga

Whoever f*ck with me be smoking the Sadie

You ready for war, you 'bout that like really

You catch me in Cali, you catch me in Phily

See me in Miami, the coppers is wit me

Don't kick no n*ggas who be gossippin' with me

Lookin' for yo b*tch but she probably (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

We ain't playin', got 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

Straight (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

She's (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

He's (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

(Talk to 'em!)

We ain't playin', got 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

Strong (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

Gas (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

Drank (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

Uh, pussy money weed with me

Before you judge me I plead guilty

I wish a n*gga would, I won't get a splinter

Just bought a chicken, 'bout to break it down into chicken tenders

This block booming, I'm not human

My drop zoomin', my eyes groomin'

One giant leap for mankind

I'm high as moon men, how have you been?

Burning on my waist

But it ain't that far away

I'm sparkling like some Chardonnay

Here today, gone today

I play with pussy, not these n*ggas

Crucify these n*ggas

Kidnap 'em cause they fowl so ask 'em who gon' buy these n*ggas

Got Lil Wayne on her ass, Lil Tunechi on her titties

To kill me you gotta die wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me

Hey Wayne wait man, these n*ggas ain't true

Julio on the yard, these n*ggas can't do

These n*ggas ain't King, these n*ggas ain't Tune

Got the game locked up, covered every angle

Got the outside, inside, middle lane too

All sold up n*gga, hold up n*gga

Pimps on the loop, put yo hoes up n*gga

Handcuff that b*tch when we roll up n*gga

We'll hit that b*tch come pull up

Hair head and shoulders up cover hole up in here

When you're late checkin' up, she match us about

Then we rollin' some loud and leave up out the house

We leave up the house, counting 100's and 50's

And go do a show for 250

We sell out arenas at hundreds of cities

These n*ggas want trouble? I'm bringing it with me

We ain't playin', got 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

Straight (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

She's (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

He's (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

(I'm with you!)

We ain't playin', got 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

Strong (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

Gas (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

Drank (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

They ain't f*ckin' wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me

No, they ain't f*ckin' wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me

Yo T.I.

They ain't f*ckin' with us pimp

Ahhh!

My bad I didn't mean scream to

Sorry