Wit Me lyrics

[Intro]
Uh (Yeah, go)
Go, go (Yeah, uh)
Go, go (Yeah, uh, go)
Go, go, go, go (Yeah, uh)
Go, go (Oh yeah)
Go, go (Yeah)
Go, go, go

[Verse]
I walk in the Louis store, cannot be cheap
Got bad b*tches on me just 'cause my feet
I walk in and you know that I reek
Hella scammin' n*ggas, I would give you a piece
Look, and I be high like a young n*gga boardin'
Good gas, and it's all in my organs
Don't need these b*tches, no, they not important
Smoking dope even when I'm recordin'
Braids in my hair, they swing
Beamer car, man, I'm switching them lanes (Skrrt)
Good-Good gas pack, I'm in memory lane
A lot of real n*ggas, you can't f*ck up the chain
I came in the Beam, and I f*cked up the game
A lot of money, man, I'm making it rain
I'm a trap n*gga, but look what I became
Lotta hundreds, got that sh*t to my name
I dare you to pull out ten bands
You gon' lose the dare, 'cause I know that you can't
Where these b*tches stare? At the racks in my pants
I be trappin' hard, making your rap advance
Too much bands, you can tell by my stance
In the kitchen like Cloudy With A Chance
Bad b*tch, don't need no implants
I ain't throwin' money, you can stop all that dancin'
Spending money on designer, somethin' random
Getting money, man, this sh*t so random
Mix the Ksubi and Louis, man, that's a lil' random
These n*ggas broke, man, don't be an example
Big dog, not a kitty, b*tch
I'm trappin' hard, don't hit me, b*tch (Trap too hard)
Free the gang even though that they guilty
I don't give a f*ck, man, I still want 'em with me
(Go, go, go)