Wit It

Hundreds and fifties and twenties I'm Wit' it By any damn means ima get it Trapping or rapping or legally living I'm still finna get to them digits Fresh since a jit don't you f*ck with My linens My niggas they shoot through them Lenses One day I hope to be pushing them Benzs Hundreds and fifties and twenties You know that I'm wit' it! Aye! Life crazy Can't believe that the kid graduated Now he tryna get straight to that paper Been gone for too long, never Thought that I'd make it Learned a whole lot out there typing Them papers Like how theses niggas be capping And faking These women be hiding they faces You think that's yo nigga but bitches Will shape-shift They be Spreading that hate cause a Nigga not basic That picture ain't clear need some Lasik I'll chase that bag til I'm down in that Casket With Paper so long f*ck, f*ck a plastic Credit for what? Boy that score dropping drastic I don't play bout my currency, Passionate All bout my bucks, no Milwaukee Not passing it Stay out my lane fore' I pull up and Traffic it Blasting it, but it won't look like no Accident Roll up that glass, no eyes through These blackened tints Roll up that grass, see pain through My bloody tints Emotion done passed now I'm ready For fetti grips, bundles of cash and Consistent deposit hits 7 figs when them mufuckas taxing it Problem-less cause that money be Solving shit But depressed cause that money be causing shit Loaded Sig, 223 round extended clip For protection cause pussy niggas Plottin' In your crew there some pussy niggas Watchin' When you fall then them pussy Niggas hoppin' That's the reason I'm pussy nigga clocking' Find one? Then I'm pussy nigga Droppin' And I'm done with this pussy nigga Topic I'm out here hustlin, pussy niggas stop it! Hundreds and fifties and twenties I'm Wit' it By any damn means ima get it Trapping or rapping or legally living I'm still finna get to them digits Fresh since a jit don't you f*ck with My linens My niggas they shoot through them Lenses One day I hope to be pushing them Benzs hundreds and fifties and twenties you Know that I'm wit' it! But I ain't with no arguing shit You all in my face bout a fraudulant diss? Either Meet in the street or we Calling that shit I'm Not feeling that shit No nerves in this bitch My chopper gon' cut you like surgical Clips I dealt with that shit different as a jit Now I'm airing it out everytime that I'm down Like technical foul, Im blowing shit Down, any hint that a nigga get Technical now He crossing shit up then I'm Strapping him down Right on that bow In open water, bitch Im dropping Anchors in the Gulf where he drowned Then I'm scooping the game like the Ball on the ground You know I came for the hall and the Crown Out ya' brain if you calling my Downfall Pray that my name get exposed like a roll call I'm present! And the young nigga still out here Stepping 727 Banks and I'm repping All my brothers I cannot forget them We gon grind to the top ain't no Resting Ain't no skinny no more bitch we flexing No more trappin the trap and Arrestings Aint no time for these bitch ass confessions No stressing! Niggas gon' ride on the wave like They found it But I'm on my pivot, I'm mounted Don't do equations, but niggs still Test me Stay on yo grind and up off my testis Stick you your script cause I got the head lead And my mind on my money not Besties Ain't no small talk, keep that jaw Locked Click on that pen and then Sign on my check please Hundreds and fifties and twenties I'm Wit' it By any damn means ima get it Trapping or rapping or legally living I'm still finna get to them digits Fresh since a jit don't you f*ck with My linens My niggas they shoot through them Lenses One day I hope to be pushing them Benzs Hundreds and fifties and twenties You know that I'm wit' it!