Wit Me (feat. Lil Wayne)

Bitch, put my dick on your face, put my gun in your purse

Put my work in your pussy, bitch don't cum on the work

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

So many knots in my pockets, them bitches need a massage

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

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

The weed louder than the opera house, still the fat lady sing

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

If **** thinking I'm soft, I know your thinking cap off

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

This for my **** back home, I'm so New Orleans regardless

Got bitches falling like August, could sell bullshit to a tourist

My bitches badder than me, call that Adam and Eve

I do tricks on my skateboard, not up my sleeve

I kiss your bitch on the neck, shoot your man in the head

Get his mama address, then send his parents his head

I play with pussy, no these ****, crucify these ****

Kidnap 'en, call they boss and ask 'em who gon' buy these ****?

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

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

We ain't playing, got a hunnid racks

Wit me, wit me, wit me

In the van, got a hunnid gats

Wit me, wit me, wit me

Streets

Wit me, wit me, wit me

Cheese

Wit me, wit me, wit me

Keys

Wit me, wit me, wit me

Wit me, wit me, wit me

We ain't playing, got a hunnid racks

Wit me, wit me, wit me

In the van, got a hunnid gats

Wit me, wit me, wit me

Strong

Wit me, wit me, wit me

Gas

Wit me, wit me, wit me

Drank

Wit me, wit me, wit me

I ain't never been dumb, my ****, or a sucker neither

Go on 'head, play 'round with it

Cash on deck, just be laying 'round wit it

Got a K, fuck wit us, I'll be spraying rounds wit it

I'm cold, don't believe me, just ask your bitch

I swear she know her legs up high

She spread eagle and then took in my big ego

I'm stupid, ask Tunechi and them

Let me tell you a little something 'bout me

I talk shit, bred like Muhammad Ali

Then whip a **** ass like Muhammad Ali

I'm throwed, no catching me

These **** in the game so sad to me

I'm sure no one would care if we

Just put them out they misery

But no sympathy and no green, uh-uh

Leave home with no heat, uh-uh

Can **** talk bullshit on records and see him in public

And they never do nothing

You violator, demonstrations

I'ma put **** up on there, wherever we want

I got racks in my pocket right next to my ???

The purple mohana

Get after my girl and it's round whatever

So don't be struck down when you seeing me, ****

Whoever fuck with me be smoking the Sadie

You ready for war, you 'bout that life, really?

You catch me in Cali, you catch me in Philly

See me in Miami, them choppers is wit me

Don't keep no **** who be gossiping wit me

Looking for your bitch when she probably wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me

We ain't playing, got a hunnid racks

Wit me, wit me, wit me

In the van, got a hunnid gats

Wit me, wit me, wit me

Streets

Wit me, wit me, wit me

Cheese

Wit me, wit me, wit me

Keys

Wit me, wit me, wit me

Wit me, wit me, wit me

We ain't playing, got a hunnid racks

Wit me, wit me, wit me

In the van, got a hunnid gats

Wit me, wit me, wit me

Streets

Wit me, wit me, wit me

Gas

Wit me, wit me, wit me

Drank

Wit me, wit me, wit me

Uh, pussy, money, weed wit me

Before you judge me, I'll plead guilty

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

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

Block booming and I'm Not Human

My drop zooming and my eyes grooming

One giant leap for mankind, I'm high as moon men

How have you been?

Gun ain't 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 ****, crucify these ****

Kidnap 'em, call they boss and ask 'em who gon' buy these ****?

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

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

Hey Wayne, wait mane, these **** ain't true

???, these **** can't do

These **** ain't king, thee **** ain't Tune

Got the game locked up, covered every angle

Got the outside, inside, middle lane too

All sowed up ****, hold up ****

Pimps on the loop, put you hoes up, ****

Handcuff that bitch when we roll up, ****

We'll hit that bitch, run pole up in her

Head and shoulders, ??? up in her

With the legs hanging out, is she dead? Just about

Then we roll with some loud and we leave out the house

We leave up the hose counting hundreds and fifties

And go do a show for two hundred and fifty

We sell out arenas at hundreds of cities

These **** want trouble? I'm bringing it wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me

We ain't playing, got a hunnid racks

Wit me, wit me, wit me

In the van, got a hunnid gats

Wit me, wit me, wit me

Streets

Wit me, wit me, wit me

Cheese

Wit me, wit me, wit me

He's

Wit me, wit me, wit me

Wit me, wit me, wit me

We ain't playing, got a hunnid racks

Wit me, wit me, wit me

In the van, got a hunnid gats

Wit me, wit me, wit me

Strong

Wit me, wit me, wit me

Gas

Wit me, wit me, wit me

Drank

Wit me, wit me, wit me