With Me lyrics

[Intro]
(Nick on the track)
f*cking bad b*tch on my wrist

[Chorus: DC2Trill]
If you with me, then you with me, f*ck the bullsh*t
n*gga 'posed to hold the fort down, he can't never switch
n*gga say he broke, get some pounds and you make it flip
Cheap drank out of town, I'm finna make a trip
Wide-body on the 'Ghini, n*gga, ain't sh*t mini
b*tch, you can't come to the hills, I left her at the Orsini
Back then he tried to diss me, now he tryna be me
Glass pint of red, n*gga, I'm 'bout to get trippy

[Verse 1: DC2Trill]
Pull up, what's the mission, huh?
You ain't see the vision, huh?
Why the f*ck he mention us?
Big faces, go get you some
Hit that Metro, gas me up
Ten milligrams, I'm active, huh?
Hurting 'cause I smashed her, huh?
Call me Mister Mister
Green tips in my pistol
My diamonds and drugs official
He ain't have his pistol, now he in a pickle
Purple stones on me, now she want to lick 'em
Sipped that sh*t too fast, now I got the hiccups
[Chorus: DC2Trill]
If you with me, then you with me, f*ck the bullsh*t
n*gga 'posed to hold the fort down, he can't never switch
n*gga say he broke, get some pounds and you make it flip
Cheap drank out of town, I'm finna make a trip
Wide-body on the 'Ghini, n*gga, ain't sh*t mini (n*gga)
b*tch, you can't come to the hills, I left her at the Orsini (Dig?)
Back then he tried to diss me, now he tryna be me (Tryna be me)
Glass pint of red, n*gga, I'm 'bout to get trippy (Phew)

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
(pus*y)
In that pus*y with no condom, sh*t is slippery (Slatt)
n*gga was cryin', put one in his head to end out his misery
Send my b*tch to run your pockets, she's good with the trickery
I be with bloods that's slitting in the artery, I need a biography
Kitchen came fully loaded
Late night with a thick b*tch, look like Hocus Pocus
Pray the homies didn't notice
n*gga say he richer than me, that is so bogus
My bank look like I won poker
I pull up in a fine Lotus
My gun look like I know Joker
But I ain't playing games
These n*ggas switched teams, still claiming king like Lebron James
Nails painted, rock with no shame, still f*ck n*ggas mains
My earrings bigger than most wife's weddings rings
It's us, pus*y
[Chorus: DC2Trill]
If you with me, then you with me, f*ck the bullsh*t
n*gga 'posed to hold the fort down, he can't never switch
n*gga say he broke, get some pounds and you make it flip
Cheap drank out of town, I'm finna make a trip
Wide-body on the 'Ghini, n*gga, ain't sh*t mini
b*tch, you can't come to the hills, I left her at the Orsini
Back then he tried to diss me, now he tryna be me
Glass pint of red, n*gga, I'm 'bout to get trippy