Percy Jones, Capo, Tadoe - WITNESS lyrics

I know them niggas fake, nah
They ain't with it
Like a paid phone, I'm about my digit's
I just want some top, I don't wanna hit it
So baby
Put your pants up and come and blow it
I know them niggas fake,  nah
They ain't with it
Like a paid phone, I'm about my digit's
I just want some top, I don't wanna hit it
So baby
Put your pants up and come and blow it

Killas on my team but I ain't braggin' though
Disrespect the squad then I'ma have
To let it go
We packin' on these fuck niggas
We ain't lackin' hoe
And broski he a blood huh
So don't get beaten raw
I'm beatin' on the block until my money right


That Fredo in the cut, we some scary sites
My niggas shootin' first 'cause
He don't wanna fight
Gon' tell me bitch you ballin'?
Cause you ain't lookin' right
I'm flexin' finessin'
Thank god for my blessin'
Go hard or go home
It's no game on my section
Pussy are you lackin"? Hell naw
It's not a question
Fuckin' with my niggas you get
Killed in a second
What's up hoe? I need my money pronto
All I get is paper chasing
Shorty thats my ammo
Don't try to kiss a nigga lips
That's a no no
I hate bein' sober I'm addicted
To that kush smoke

I know them niggas fake, nah
They ain't with it
Like a paid phone, I'm about my digit's
I just want some top, I don't wanna hit it
So baby
Put your pants up and come and blow it
I know them niggas fake, nah
They ain't with it
Like a paid phone, I'm about my digit's
I just want some top, I don't wanna hit it
So baby
Put your pants up and come and blow it

I only want the top, I don't wanna hit it
(The top)
You steady tryna fuck, point me to kitchen
(Trap)
I be on my trap shit, I gotta get it (Racks)
A nigga wanna hit and he gonna be missin'
(Bang) i stay with a 40 boy, the 30 in it
(Bang bang)
Boy, my team up, boy you know we winnin'
(Shinin')
I'm a Glo boy, boy I gotta shine (Grindin')
I stay on my grind
Finesse you for that check the fine (Racks)
Bitch with me and she bad, yeah she dime
(The team)
But, I be out here posted with a nine
(Glocks)
In the field for the cash, boy it's real
(Racks) and if you tweak with us boy
It's a big drill (Drills)
Still on my side, I let it rock (Bang bang)
I'm so super savage boy, I stay high (Savage)
Pop a fuckin' molly then do a hit
(I'm rollin') tell that bitch suck my dick
I don't wanna hit (She goin')

I know them niggas fake, nah
They ain't with it
Like a paid phone, I'm about my digit's
I just want some top, I don't wanna hit it
So baby
Put your pants up and come and blow it
I know them niggas fake, nah
They ain't with it
Like a paid phone, I'm about my digit's
I just want some top, I don't wanna hit it
So baby
Put your pants up and come and blow it

Bitch, savage squad (Squad)
Bitch, we got all the racks (Huh)
Broke niggas watchin' squad for couple sacks
Got Tadoe off the molly and
He brought the semis (Bang)
Totin' 30s we in traffic
Ridin' around the city (Bang)
300 we killers so who want beef? (300)
Fuck with us and call
Them savages on Front$treet (Savage)
Lotta niggas man
They lyin' they ain't in the streets (Nah)
Don't mix me with the rappin' boy
I'm clappin' heats (Grah)
Bitch, I just want the top
I ain't tryna hit it (Top)
Bitch, go suck the squad and
Show me you with it (Squad)
Bitch, I just want the top
I ain't tryna hit it (Top)
Bitch, go suck the squad and
Show me you with it (Squad)
Lotta guns, off the pills, we be off the Remy
(Bang Bang) ridin' in them Kamikaze and
Got Savage with me (Skrt skrt)
Lotta guns, off the pills, we be off the Remy
(Bang Bang) ridin' in them Kamikaze and
Got Savage with me

I know them niggas fake, nah
They ain't with it
Like a paid phone, I'm about my digit's
I just want some top, I don't wanna hit it
So baby
Put your pants up and come and blow it
I know them niggas fake, nah
They ain't with it
Like a paid phone, I'm about my digit's
I just want some top, I don't wanna hit it
So baby
Put your pants up and come and blow it