Come Fuck Wit Me

[Verse]
(Exqzt)
I got that money shawty
I got them racks shawty
Come fuck wit’ me if you want it
Come put that ass all on me
Girl you know you got it
Smoke chronic, smoke exotic
You ain’t gotta worry
‘Cause girl, you know I got it
Knots all in my pocket
Now my jeans, they saggin’
I don’t throw no flags
But my bruddas still gon’ crash shit
I got me a bad bitch
I got me that fast whip
Pint got seals I crack ‘em
Louis V on me, she love my fashion
Oh that’s Dy, he be snappin’
Know he don’t know what chill be
She gon’ come right back to me
Bitch be just like frisbee
Money tall like Wendy and my money like Wilfree
You ain't even get that
I'm makin' a killin'
He won't trip okay, we trippin'
My bruddas gon' zip him
They gon' talk that shit behind my back
In person they won't mention
This trigger finger itchin'
First down, whole gang blitz him
Walk down with this clip on 'em
Left out wit' just 6 in it
That just mean the job finished
In her mouth like a dentist
Fuck first night, won't cuff the bitch
Van Cleef gon' cut my wrists
44, we on mob shit
44, that's that slime shit
We know you won't slide bitch
Told Ish "we gotta slide then"
2 sticks on us, we locked in
I dropped my lo, he hidin'
This money old like Biden
Stick on me, why would I fight him?
Diamonds hittin' lights dim
Bad lil' bih just like Kim
Told my son "you really him"
"For you I get them dividends"
He got knots out just like 50 Cent
Yeah, I'm wanted by many men
Know that I don't fear no man
Got shooters out that sprinter van
Walk down with that stick in hand
(I'm just thinkin' 'bout blickin' him)
Shoot shit like Rob Dillingham
Banana clip, we'll peel him then