Verse Simmonds - Who You Wit lyrics
rate mefeat. Yo Gotti, Young Scooter & Trouble
[Hook]
I’m riding with my niggas, I’m a braveheart
I’m riding with my niggas to the graveyard
I’m riding with my niggas, I’m a braveheart
I’m riding with my niggas to the graveyard
I’m riding with my niggas, I’m a braveheart
I’m riding with my niggas to the graveyard
It’s us against the world, we ain’t really friendly
Might me me in the rolls, shooters in the bentley
Got 4 niggas with me, and they under 20
They all got them 30's so they shit extended
And I say cocaine music bitch I really meant it
For the drought hit I was lettin em go for 20
Real niggas licking off, fuck niggas too
Stand for something or fall for anythang
You know the scoop
Shout out my nigga verse, yo gotti drop that work
Yo go against the mob, you ...to getting murked
Came up from broke, I had nothing but hope
All I wanted was yes, they kept telling me no
Man these niggas will hate, got nothing better to do
Then they all in your face, as soon as you blew
Thought take shots with all my real friends
Salute to all my old heads
Steady chasing that green...
Putting on for my team, drunk and hot but I’m focused
Living out my dream, I ain’t had a job since 06
Praise the lord, praise him
Could somebody please pass the medication
Could somebody please tell them I’ve been patient
Don’t make me call these crazy niggas out the basement
We up in here, we drunk as shit
Only fucking with the realest niggas in the click
Got the top down, man we too legit
If you ride for them niggas, tell me who you with
Who you with, who you with
If you ride for them niggas, tell me who you with
Who you with, who you with
If you ride for them niggas, tell me who you with
Who you with, who you with
Black amigo gang man that’s who I’m with
Call me akon nigga I’m a convict
Club huneds, 30 minuts wholr 50 spent
We in this bitch popping bottles flexin
In the club getting head, sell the bitch a dream
Give the vale 5 bands, tell him watch the scene
Feds taking pictures cause these niggas hating
Talking crack on all these beats put me in situations
So I ball in ever club, I never wrote a statement
They try to charge me from the past, you know I escape it
Cause you know who I’m is, real dope boy
Come and join the money team, I ain’t talking floyd
We up in here, we drunk as shit
Only fucking with the realest niggas in the click
Got the top down, man we too legit
If you ride for them niggas, tell me who you with
Is you riding for you click, then tell me who you wit
On see you rippin throwing shit, now ain’t no twitter pics
Look at this bitch in my section, askin for buzz to hit
Since she say she need a boost, I gave that ass a kick
Im just disrespectful and I can’t help that
You see them ducktape goons, it’s best to step back
Slide to the left, gonn pull em mister 6
Slide to the right, that’s who I’ma be
G shine my set wine, too legit to quit
You call me hammer
Something like a pimp sip
...like the david banner
That molly got me smiling, henny got me wailing
With my whole click, tell my who you wit.
Thanks to Carllee for correcting these lyrics
