| You know I’m wit' da shits, Ay
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| You know I’m wit' da shits, Ay
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| You know I’m wit' da shits, Ay
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| You know I’m wit' da shits, Ay
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| You know I’m wit' da shits, Ay
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| I be spazzin' on 'em and laggin' on 'em
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| You know I’m wit' da shits
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| Got dem Franklin’s on top of Franklin’s bih
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| You know I’m wit' da shits
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| Just might pull up on you, and hop out on you
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| You know I’m wit' da shits
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| I get on it, I be out my body
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| You know I’m wit' da shits
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| Ay
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| Just might hit ol Scooter and tell 'em
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| Meet me in Lil' Mexico
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| Just might hit and tell 'em bring them 30's thru
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| Just might grab me 20 bricks
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| And take 'em all and break 'em down
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| Just might pay my bitch to use her spot so I can trap it out
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| 60 grand on me, no security, I’m all in Lenox wit' it
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| Show you all these cars in my garage
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| You’ll think that I would get it
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| Hit me once so bad she work at Majic City
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| Please don’t reach for nothing around my neck
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| You know I keep it wit' me
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| You know I’m wit' da shits, Ay
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| You know I’m wit' da shits, Ay
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| You know I’m wit' da shits, Ay
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| You know I’m wit' da shits, Ay |
| I be spazzin' on 'em and laggin' on 'em
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| You know I’m wit' da shits
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| Got dem Franklin’s on top of Franklin’s bih
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| You know I’m wit' da shits
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| Just might pull up on you, and hop out on you
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| You know I’m wit' da shits
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| I get on it, I be out my body
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| You know I’m wit' da shits
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| When you hear Boosie Badazz
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| Girl you know I’m wit' da shits
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| Tongue hard, and my dick
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| Girl you know I’m wit' da shits
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| Boosie real, yes I is
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| Girl you know I’m tryna hit
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| She on Ciroq, I’m on FN
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| Ooooh it’s bout to be some shit
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| I be spazzin' on 'em, I be actin' on 'em
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| Know that I be wildin' boy (turn up)
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| 6 rings, 30 chains
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| Know I’m wit' that shinin' boy
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| Put that on Ms. Connie boy
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| I’m wit' that like El Chapo
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| Pull up in that Lambo, strapped like Rambo
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| Boy you know I’m wit' da shits
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| You know I’m wit' da shits, Ay
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| You know I’m wit' da shits, Ay
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| You know I’m wit' da shits, Ay
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| You know I’m wit' da shits, Ay
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| You know I’m wit' da shits
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| I be spazzin' on 'em and laggin' on 'em
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| You know I’m wit' da shits
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| Got dem Franklin’s on top of Franklin’s bih |
| You know I’m wit' da shits
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| Just might pull up on you, and hop out on you
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| You know I’m wit' da shits
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| I get on it, I be out my body
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| You know I’m wit' da shits
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| I be higher than a bitch
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| It got me feelin' like Al Capone
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| I just walked inside of Saks
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| And spunt a stack on my cologne
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| Said she don’t feel like fuckin'
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| I told her well let me get tha dome
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| Asked me why my eyes so red
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| Cause I been smokin' on tha strong
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| Please don’t throw me off
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| I’m countin' this money, it got me in a zone
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| In this kitchen doin' magic
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| Tryna whip me up a
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| Asked me why I’m always drankin'
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| I told her cause bitch I’m fuckin' grown
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| You ain’t really wit' da shits lil homie
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| Then please don’t hit my phone
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| You know I’m wit' da shits, Ay
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| You know I’m wit' da shits, Ay
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| You know I’m wit' da shits, Ay
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| You know I’m wit' da shits, Ay
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| You know I’m wit' da shits
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| I be spazzin' on 'em and laggin' on 'em
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| You know I’m wit' da shits
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| Got dem Franklin’s on top of Franklin’s bih
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| You know I’m wit' da shits
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| Just might pull up on you, and hop out on you |
| You know I’m wit' da shits
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| I get on it, I be out my body
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| You know I’m wit' da shits |