Wit the Shit

[Verse]
I be like, "I know who got it, he want this," but it's really me the whole time
[?] Wock', sold an eight and I poured up the other line
Every time I go to the pharm', it's an extra line
Tryna debate if I'ma drink it all or save some, I do this all the time
I finally got a bitch that's only mine
They ask me all the time, "Lil E, what's on your mind?"
Pussy, money, weed, and lean, I just poured up a five
I just made ten bands, spent half, then stashed five
Only been an hour, I done smoked a whole quartеr outta Halftime
Tryna find some drank, told my bitch after this bottlе, it's my last time
Then she said, "Didn't you say that same shit the last time?"
Rolled a three-five, poured two lines just to pass time
I almost forgot I had somewhere to go
Grabbed all my shit, put my chain on, and hit the door
Don't be mad at me if I hit your ho
That bitch for the streets, I advise you to let her go
She text me like, "When you gon' pull up?" I said I'd let her know
I'll never beef over no pussy, just to let you know
I know a bitch been trickin', had to ask her what she sell it for
You know it come with the street shit, so what you tellin' for?
I'm really with the shit, hotbox a nigga, I want all the smoke
Don't forget the pills, weed, and lean, I want all the dope
My OG fightin' a bad motherfucker, he on level four
I ain't even pull my strap and the pussy niggas hit the floor
I just met a play with a [?][1:06], it was a given goal
I just sold a half a 'bow right on Miller Road
My nigga got locked up for a body and he never told
I know a baldhead bitch got a body look like Amber Rose
Went to Hutch, told him bust my chain down in rose and yellow gold
You went to the middle of the mall and thought we wouldn't know
I paid ten for my chain if you wanna know
Paid with my bank card but whipped out an onion roll
Made a big withdrawal, the tellers askin' where the money go
I got precise aim with this Glock, what you runnin' for?
Told a bitch, "If you ain't tryna fuck on me, then what you comin' for?"
Never worried 'bout one bitch 'cause they come and go
You ain't really got it like that, what you stuntin' for?
Heard it's some bands on my head, tell they pos' add a hundred more
You talk all that gangster shit, but you ain't never done it, though
You is not out here in these streets, what you frontin' for?
The plug told me he had somethin' for me, but to come alone
Went MIA for a month, they keep askin' when I'm comin' home
My bitch raised her voice at me, I had to tell her watch her tone
I'm 'bout to go OT, I need to pay someone to watch my phone
I don't trust him, pay somebody else just to watch him close
Give a bad bitch a hundred dollars just to wash my clothes
Got a lot of brand-new shit, but I still like to shop for clothes
I can't go nowhere without seein' somebody that I know
They ask a lot of questions, but I only tell 'em what I know
Same bitches that you beg to fuck never tell me no
Could've hit her at my crib, what the fuck I buy a 'telly for?
Had to stop hustlin' last week, I lost my cell phone
Fuck