​wit me lyrics

[Intro]
Turn up for my boy Xavier man

[Verse: Xaviersobased]
Put up with this b*tch, pull up to the party
Guess who looking at your b*tch, oh
Shut the f*ck up, pull up in that motherf*cking audi, truck
We get start up in a hella limousine
You and your boy, ain't know sh*t, yeah n*ggas is fiends
Pass my boy the trap, [?] yeah we off the drink
Pass your girl the cup, yeah, [?] say she love the drink
After pulling up yeah, we sipping leans [?]

[?]
All up in this b*tch I brought a 30 wit me
Pull up to your hood, yeah, pull up to your f*cking city
Who f*cking with me? Turn this b*tch up, motherf*cker stop playing with me
Bad b*tch, b*tch, on the sticks, throwing pesos
[?]
Tag a n*gga, no stencils

[Verse: CJ808]
My right hand is heavy just like I'm Ben 10