Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wit da Shits, artist - Plies.
Date of issue: 08.09.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Wit da Shits |
You know I’m wit' da shits, Ay |
You know I’m wit' da shits, Ay |
You know I’m wit' da shits, Ay |
You know I’m wit' da shits, Ay |
You know I’m wit' da shits, Ay |
I be spazzin' on 'em and laggin' on 'em |
You know I’m wit' da shits |
Got dem Franklin’s on top of Franklin’s bih |
You know I’m wit' da shits |
Just might pull up on you, and hop out on you |
You know I’m wit' da shits |
I get on it, I be out my body |
You know I’m wit' da shits |
Ay |
Just might hit ol Scooter and tell 'em |
Meet me in Lil' Mexico |
Just might hit and tell 'em bring them 30's thru |
Just might grab me 20 bricks |
And take 'em all and break 'em down |
Just might pay my bitch to use her spot so I can trap it out |
60 grand on me, no security, I’m all in Lenox wit' it |
Show you all these cars in my garage |
You’ll think that I would get it |
Hit me once so bad she work at Majic City |
Please don’t reach for nothing around my neck |
You know I keep it wit' me |
You know I’m wit' da shits, Ay |
You know I’m wit' da shits, Ay |
You know I’m wit' da shits, Ay |
You know I’m wit' da shits, Ay |
I be spazzin' on 'em and laggin' on 'em |
You know I’m wit' da shits |
Got dem Franklin’s on top of Franklin’s bih |
You know I’m wit' da shits |
Just might pull up on you, and hop out on you |
You know I’m wit' da shits |
I get on it, I be out my body |
You know I’m wit' da shits |
When you hear Boosie Badazz |
Girl you know I’m wit' da shits |
Tongue hard, and my dick |
Girl you know I’m wit' da shits |
Boosie real, yes I is |
Girl you know I’m tryna hit |
She on Ciroq, I’m on FN |
Ooooh it’s bout to be some shit |
I be spazzin' on 'em, I be actin' on 'em |
Know that I be wildin' boy (turn up) |
6 rings, 30 chains |
Know I’m wit' that shinin' boy |
Put that on Ms. Connie boy |
I’m wit' that like El Chapo |
Pull up in that Lambo, strapped like Rambo |
Boy you know I’m wit' da shits |
You know I’m wit' da shits, Ay |
You know I’m wit' da shits, Ay |
You know I’m wit' da shits, Ay |
You know I’m wit' da shits, Ay |
You know I’m wit' da shits |
I be spazzin' on 'em and laggin' on 'em |
You know I’m wit' da shits |
Got dem Franklin’s on top of Franklin’s bih |
You know I’m wit' da shits |
Just might pull up on you, and hop out on you |
You know I’m wit' da shits |
I get on it, I be out my body |
You know I’m wit' da shits |
I be higher than a bitch |
It got me feelin' like Al Capone |
I just walked inside of Saks |
And spunt a stack on my cologne |
Said she don’t feel like fuckin' |
I told her well let me get tha dome |
Asked me why my eyes so red |
Cause I been smokin' on tha strong |
Please don’t throw me off |
I’m countin' this money, it got me in a zone |
In this kitchen doin' magic |
Tryna whip me up a |
Asked me why I’m always drankin' |
I told her cause bitch I’m fuckin' grown |
You ain’t really wit' da shits lil homie |
Then please don’t hit my phone |
You know I’m wit' da shits, Ay |
You know I’m wit' da shits, Ay |
You know I’m wit' da shits, Ay |
You know I’m wit' da shits, Ay |
You know I’m wit' da shits |
I be spazzin' on 'em and laggin' on 'em |
You know I’m wit' da shits |
Got dem Franklin’s on top of Franklin’s bih |
You know I’m wit' da shits |
Just might pull up on you, and hop out on you |
You know I’m wit' da shits |
I get on it, I be out my body |
You know I’m wit' da shits |