Chevy Woods - Wit Me lyrics

rate me

Ft. Rico Love

(Verse)

Suicide doors all red paint (skeet)

Gettin' to this money what the fuck u think?

Bitch I know I'm good they feel some way about me (aha)

Gotta watch what you say cause they don't play about it (boom)

Yeah I pulled up flexin' in that two tone (word)

That big boy shit I'm lookin' too grown

Gotta problem on yo mind then I'mma knock it off (boom)

Ain't worth a dollar now u fronting like u got it all

Gold chains swinging, new ones on, heard he had it

But we don't give a fuck who was on

Tell 'em, yeah, me and my niggas got it

Shot indian top, you know they red dotted

I'm too cold, Sub-Zero, MK wid it

The game want me back, nigga, MJ wid it

Champagne spillin', boy, these bottles ain't cheap

Off the mud, off the dirt, boy, I got 'em off the streets

(Hook)

And they charge too much for the champagne

But it's all good long as I got my niggas with me

I be feelin' like I'm home even when I'm gone

I be in the hood, long as I got my niggas with me

Superbowl, all star, I'm about to book a flight

Long as I got my niggas with me

Eat good, drink good, lookin' through the same night

Long as I got my niggas with me (x4)

(Verse 2)

Forty, 100, yeah, turn the lights on

I can make a cellphone jump right now

James Tony in that pussy when the lights out

She don't get it at the Chris, spend a night out

Her boyfriend, a lame muthafucka, smokin' white out

I just got a phone call, you need a buck fifty

And he got it all in cash, is you fuckin' with me?

I pulled up, grabbed the bag from the trunk

Threw it at him like is this what you want, young nigga?!

I got a stone cold flow, nigga, Steve Austin

See my niggas, and 'em niggas get the Steve Walkin'

All these dead presidents, we don't need coffins

High ball for the green, ______(?) mean Boston

Yeah, I'm a dirty muh'cup-holder

You'z a mid-vodka and a club soda

And nigga, I know the club owner

Twist 'em muthafuckin' drugs ova

(Hook)