Encore

Yeah, that white boy back on that dope boy shit (dope boy shit)
And these bitches callin' me they want a dope boy dick (a dope boy dick)
I'm blowin' on that Cali, yea, that Snoop Dogg pack (pack)
I just hit the plug up like, "Where that U-Haul at?"

I'm a go-getter (go-getter)
Man, I'm on a mission, they just talk about it (they talk about it)
They ain't really with it
Had the coke and a midget when I jumped off the porch
So I sold that Snow White (White), and the seven dwarves

And that weed super strong (strong), so I call it macho (macho)
And the 45 has got a nose like Gonzo (Gonzo)
And it's still in ya zone, I think that y'all know
Call me what you want, bitch, but you just can't call me bro (bro)

Now e'rybody that I know is really wit' it (really wit' it)
And e'rybody 'round me really wit' it (really wit' it)
Now e'rybody in my squad really wit' it (really wit' it)
Bullshit, nah, they ain't really wit' it

Yeah, we wit' it, wit' it, wit' it
Yeah, my squad really wit' it
Yeah, we wit' it, wit' it, wit' it
Yeah, the whole team wit' it
Yeah, we wit' it, wit' it, wit' it
When you see me, I be wit' it
We really wit' it, wit' it, wit' it
I swear to God we wit' it, they just bullshitters

Yeah, I don't understand why they hatin' on me
Then they get out of my face and go and play the CD (what?)
Said that I ain't have it cheap, so I made 'em believe
I left the car super loud, somebody spray the Febreeze

Put a hole in the game, it will not stop bleeding
Seven days a week, I swear my phone will not stop ringing
Now these labels keep on calling me and asking me will I sign?
Water whippin' in the kitchen before rap's how I grind

You can get your burgers and fries, I work at five guys
And I stay strapped up like I'm about to skydive (wee)
Yeah, they was hatin', but they knew they couldn't handle us
They way I stayed on ice, I deserved to win a Stanley Cup

Now e'rybody that I know is really wit' it (really wit' it)
And e'rybody 'round me really wit' it (really wit' it)
Now e'rybody in my squad really wit' it (really wit' it)
Bullshit, nah, they ain't really wit' it

Yeah, we wit' it, wit' it, wit' it
Yeah, my squad really wit' it
Yeah, we wit' it, wit' it, wit' it
Yeah, the whole team wit' it
Yeah, we wit' it, wit' it, wit' it
When you see me, I be wit' it
We really wit' it, wit' it, wit' it
I swear to God we wit' it, they just bullshitters

Some old friends of Jelly said what I was not doing (not doing)
They only talk about me because they don't talk to me
I got some partners in prison that ain't never snitchin' (never)
And the sentence they got had letters in it

I'm talkin' life, dawg (life), I'm talkin' 50 plus
I heard he got his plea agreement and he just ripped it up
I'm in the trap every day, like "Where them bands at?"
50 L's of Indo, 200 grand flat

Yeah, that was four a piece, got 'em for 33
I serve 'em through the streets, you prolly heard of me
No bullshittin' and I could get you murder cheap
Five grand flat, turn your white cheek to burgundy, raw

Now e'rybody that I know is really wit' it (really wit' it)
And e'rybody 'round me really wit' it (really wit' it)
Now e'rybody in my squad really wit' it (really wit' it)
Bullshit, nah, they ain't really wit' it

Yeah, we wit' it, wit' it, wit' it
Yeah, my squad really wit' it
Yeah, we wit' it, wit' it, wit' it
Yeah, the whole team wit' it
Yeah, we wit' it, wit' it, wit' it
When you see me, I be wit' it
We really wit' it, wit' it, wit' it
I swear to God we wit' it, they just bullshitters



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