You with Them

You with them, you with them
You with them, you with them
You with them, you with them
You with them, you with them
You with them, you with them
You with them, you with them
You with them, you with them
You with them, you with them
Bitch!

You why you stand all next to us and not your friends?
You know we seen you comin' in with all of them
When we weren't hot you said that it was you with them, remember that?
And now we hot it's gonna slick stay you with them
Awful, awful, awful racks on me
It's easy for me to fuck up the whole function just pay me early
Saucy, saucy, saucy, slugga, Slugga, saucy, saucy
You ain't affiliated like you said bitch

You with them, you with them
You with them, you with them
You with them, you with them
You with them, you with them
You with them, you with them
You with them, you with them
You with them, you with them
You with them, you with them
Bitch!

I see you shinin' man
These thirsty ass artists repeatin' it
Artist a term that I like to use loosely so don't think I'm feelin' it
On God bruh, I'm throwed
Pukin' inside the commode
Whippin the whip
Sippin' with women about how it's hard for a young baby girl
Aye, bruhbruhmane ain't this bitch say that we lame?
Yeah, yeah the one that's poppin' it for me
You stupid, be actin' like you ain't see me
Now it's daps everywhere, you hatin' over there because

You with them, you with them
You with them, you with them
You with them, you with them
You with them, you with them
You with them, you with them
You with them, you with them
You with them, you with them
You with them, you with them
Bitch!



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Writer(s): Charles Paul Bell
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