DC2Trill, Lil Yachty - With Me lyrics

Lil Yachty [Miles Parks McCollum] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S.

[DC2Trill, Lil Yachty - With Me lyrics]

(Nick on the track)
Fucking bad bitch on my wrist

If you with me, then you with me
Fuck the bullshit
Nigga 'posed to hold the fort down
He can't never switch nigga say he broke
Get some pounds and you make it flip
Cheap drank out of town
I'm finna make a trip
Wide-body on the 'Ghini, nigga
Ain't shit mini
Bitch, you can't come to the hills
I left her at the Orsini
Back then he tried to diss me
Now he tryna be me glass pint of red, nigga
I'm 'bout to get trippy

Pull up, what's the mission, huh?
You ain't see the vision, huh?
Why the fuck he mention us?
Big faces, go get you some
Hit that Metro, gas me up
Ten milligrams, I'm active, huh?
Hurting 'cause I smashed her, huh?
Call me Mister Mister
Green tips in my pistol
My diamonds and drugs official
He ain't have his pistol, now he in a pickle
Purple stones on me, now she want to lick 'em
Sipped that shit too fast
Now I got the hiccups

If you with me, then you with me
Fuck the bullshit
Nigga 'posed to hold the fort down
He can't never switch nigga say he broke
Get some pounds and you make it flip
Cheap drank out of town
I'm finna make a trip
Wide-body on the 'Ghini, nigga
Ain't shit mini (Nigga)
Bitch, you can't come to the hills
I left her at the Orsini (Dig?)
Back then he tried to diss me
Now he tryna be me (Tryna be me)
Glass pint of red, nigga
I'm 'bout to get trippy (Phew)

(Pussy) in that pussy with no condom
Shit is slippery (Slatt)
Nigga was cryin'
Put one in his head to end out his misery
Send my bitch to run your pockets
She's good with the trickery
I be with bloods that's
Slitting in the artery, i need a biography
Kitchen came fully loaded
Late night with a thick bitch
Look like Hocus Pocus
Pray the homies didn't notice
Nigga say he richer than me, that is so bogus
My bank look like I won poker
I pull up in a flying Lotus
My gun look like I know Joker
But I ain't playing games
These niggas switched teams
Still claiming king like Lebron James
Nails painted, rock with no shame
Still fuck niggas mains
My earrings bigger than most
Wife's weddings rings it's us, pussy

If you with me, then you with me
Fuck the bullshit
Nigga 'posed to hold the fort down
He can't never switch nigga say he broke
Get some pounds and you make it flip
Cheap drank out of town
I'm finna make a trip
Wide-body on the 'Ghini, nigga
Ain't shit mini
Bitch, you can't come to the hills
I left her at the Orsini
Back then he tried to diss me
Now he tryna be me glass pint of red, nigga
I'm 'bout to get trippy

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