Wit Da sh*ts lyrics

Intro: Fat Trel
12hunna
DC 1135
300 n*gga
Oblock
OTF
GBE
SB
SD
1600 hunna block
Dc 1135
Chiraq with fat trel baby

Chorus: Fat Trel
Im wit da sh*t
Im wit da sh*ts
Get her birkin can f*ck your b*tch
Glory boys drillanois
Trapping out the district
sl*tty boyz in chiraq dont know where my mind at
Snitching clip 30 or 50 clip b*tch im wit the sh*ts
Snitching clip 30 or 50 clip b*tch im wit the sh*ts
Snitching clip 30 or 50 clip b*tch im wit the sh*ts
Snitching clip 30 or 50 clip get your wig hit

Verse 1: Fat Trel
30 and 50 we rolling with plenty
Go against the gang or go against the semi
I can remember when women was pretty
I really was sinning you n*ggas was trickin
I met molly in September molly like December
This Ecstasy is stressing me i think i see a winner
Im just tryna hit her f*ck that pus*y like i missed her
Rolling swishers on my strength with some diffrent n*ggas
Shoutout to Ricky b*tchis sleeping in my Hilfiger
b*tch no hickies or no pictures just pictures of liquor
When i enter she remember my different dilemma
Middle fingers to pretenders go luck to beginners
Im with the sh*ts im with the sh*ts the sh*t is on my agenda
I flip a renold whip and split that sh*t right down the center
Chorus: Fat Trel & SD
Im wit da sh*t
Im wit da sh*ts
Get her birkin can f*ck your b*tch
Glory boys drillanois
Trapping out the district
sl*tty boyz in chiraq dont know where my mind at
Selling it on the rolling show im actually strapped for that combat
Snitching clip 30 or 50 clip b*tch im wit the sh*ts ( im wit da sh*ts )
Snitching clip 30 or 50 clip b*tch im wit the sh*ts ( YA )
Snitching clip 30 or 50 clip b*tch im wit the sh*ts ( GBE SD sh*t )
Snitching clip 30 or 50 clip get your wig hit ( im wit the sh*ts )
Lets get it SD MAN

Verse 2: SD
I'm with the sh*ts, GBE, SD, I clame this, [?]
Try me, out come your teeth
[?]
[?] put your ass [?]
[?] from me
[?] homie, got [?]
[?] Imma come for the [?]
[?] get killed, better ask about me
[?] no time for [?]
[?] your ass get dropped
Smoking kush, my lungs don't stop
Rap star, your b*tch, she on my di*k
Wanna f*ck me, but she don't own sh*t
Couple stacks, I was made for this
[?] we with the sh*ts
[?] boys, we [?]
[?] we get to clapping it
f*cking hoes, it ain't much to say
Hoes faint when they see my face
[?] in every way
Getting money, got a lot to say
Got blood money [?]
[?] f*ck n*ggas up out my lane
Chorus: Fat Trel & Fredo Santana
Im wit da sh*t
Im wit da sh*ts
Get her birkin can f*ck your b*tch
Glory boys drillanois
Trapping out the district ( GRR)
sl*tty boyz in chiraq dont know where my mind at ( GRR)
Snitching clip 30 or 50 clip b*tch im wit the sh*ts(BANG BANG BANG)
Snitching clip 30 or 50 clip b*tch im wit the sh*ts ( Bang )
Snitching clip 30 or 50 clip b*tch im wit the sh*ts( GRR GRR )
Snitching clip 30 or 50 clip get your wig hit ( BOW)

Verse 3: Fredo Santana
Wit the sh*ts im wit the sh*t
On my face you see it b*tch
Im tatted b*tch with that ratchet b*tch
Im shooting sh*t im wacking sh*t
Im rolling of that molly sh*t catch a body dropping sh*t
Im with the sh*t im with the sh*ts
You a fool dont think im with the sh*ts
Kidnap a n*gga now he missing sh*t
30 poppers Tec 9s
AKs im with the sh*t runnin mouth thats the end of it
pus*y n*gga im with the sh*t
Kill a n*gga then kill his b*tch
Then ride round in his stolen wip
Then burn the wip get ride of it
Im with the sh*t im with the sh*ts
Got the tommy fully loaded b*tch And hollows up in my sh*t
Ima sl*tty boy nut in your b*tch
You soft n*gga you ain't with the sh*t
You ain't out here you ain't killing sh*t
You ain't drilling sh*t im with the sh*t
Im with the sh*t
Im with the sh*ts