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Me and your bitch, me and your bitch
Me and the dawgs fresh off a lick, fresh off a blitz
Grew up in halls covered in piss, covered in bliss
Cover your ears, cover the cost, cover the rent

Who the fuck want it with us? We want it with them
Shawty a dub, if he don't duck, he gon' disappear
Me and the mutts running amuck
Get it on film (three)

I got a mop in the ride
Can't give my mama a ride
I think her heart'll decline
Bitch, I grew up in a cold world
I think I'm part of the climate

Someone just shot up the scene
I can see particles flying
We don't know how to be quiet
We don't know how to be quiet
We don't know how to be quiet

Who the fuck? Who the fuck?
Who the fuck want it with us?
Want it with us
Who the fuck? Who the fuck
Want it with us? Want it with us
Who the fuck want it with us?
Want it with -

Eyes up, I'm ahead of the curve
Parked truck on the edge of the curb
Sparked up, bitch, I'm ready to surge
Racked up, bitch, I'm ready to burn

Ask bruh if he ready to burn
Masked up, we ain't scared of no germs
Eyes heavy, in the air with the birds
I'll tell you when you ready to learn

I can hang in the air with this shit
Don't you hang at the edge of the pit
I can face every level they give
I can say what they'd never admit

Concentrate on whatever you wish
Split the cake with whoever you with
Who the fuck think they're fucking with this?
We gon' bang on whoever you pick

Who the fuck? Who the fuck?
Who the fuck want it with us?
Want it with us
Who the fuck? Who the fuck
Want it with us? Want it with us
Who the fuck want it with us?
Want it with us



Credits
Writer(s): Edwin Green, Edward Maclin Cooper Iii, Shane Moran, David Crooms
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