WIT ME lyrics
by Cochise
[Chorus: Cochise]
Too much bad biddies (Sheesh)
All this cash with me (Sheesh)
I ball like Carmelo, bae, you can pass with me (Sheesh)
I feel like I'm Chick-fil-A, got fifty bags with me
Real n*gga, bae, I can handle attention (f*ck that b*tch)
Call my favorite bae, say she got extensions (Heard that b*tch)
Blicky in the bag, bet it got extensions (Hide that b*tch)
Paper super long, bet it got extensions (Talkin' b*tch)
[Verse 1: Cochise & Anycia]
All my money Planet Fitness, you can't pass me (Yeah)
Got a tall white ho, look like Daphne (Wow)
I got chickens in the whip just like it's Zaxby's (Yeah, yeah)
All this yellow on my nеck, I'm like a taxi (Yeah, yeah, huh?)
[Verse 2: Anycia]
I gеt money like I live in a bank (Big Nene, yeah, yeah)
Smokin' za, Pacquiao, it might knock you out (Baow, baow)
I could turn him up (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Turn a bum ass n*gga to a boss (Yeah)
f*ck a price, I don't care what it cost (Huh?)
Fu-f*ck a tag (What?)
Wanna be me, but you never in your bag (No)
Wanna f*ck, Nene too damn bad (No)
I'm in black in the back of a Maybach (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Wanna get some money, why you ain't just say that? (Why?)
You don't ever have no cash and I hate that for you
You be lovin' n*ggas, I'm the opposite (What)
She was talkin' crazy, so I had to pop the b*tch (b*tch)
[Verse 3: Cochise]
Why you do that?
Please don't pop the b*tch (Pop)
Got some five stars on my lineup, bae, I'm Popovich (For real)
Took my shirt off in the club, it was hot as sh— (sh*t)
Talkin' 'bout you in your bag, you in a bag of chips (Ya broke)
They ain't makin' sh*t (Ya broke)
Got some honeybuns (Buns)
Talkin' lil' Debbie (Debbie)
Tryna get some help (Wow), go call Dr. Sebi (Wow)
Man, this lit done turned me up, I feel it in my belly (Belly)
n*ggas switch on me so much I might go pull a Melly (Rr-rr)
All this cash all in my pocket, call me Mr. Fetty (Fetty)
All this bread all in my pocket got these n*ggas jealous
I could pray like twice a day 'cause you know I'm born ready
That's your shorty? Oh, okay, better get them poles ready
[Chorus: Cochise]
Too much bad biddies (Sheesh)
All this cash with me (Sheesh)
I ball like Carmelo, bae, you can pass with me (Sheesh)
I feel like I'm Chick-fil-A, got fifty bags with me
Real n*gga, bae, I can handle attention (f*ck that b*tch)
Call my favorite bae, say she got extensions (Heard that b*tch)
Blicky in the bag, bet it got extensions (Hide that b*tch)
Paper super long, bet it got extensions (Talkin' b*tch)