With That Shit

[Intro: Migo Domingo]
Y
R
N
The Label!
These niggas ain't with that shit
(Hell nah)

[Chorus: Migo Domingo]
These niggas ain't with that shit
These niggas ain't with that shit
These niggas ain't with that shit
Migo Gang nigga, pull up dirty sticks
These niggas ain't with that shit
These niggas ain't with that shit
These niggas ain't with that shit
One phone call, get a nigga hit
These niggas ain't with that shit
These niggas ain't with that shit
These niggas ain't with it
These niggas ain't with it
These niggas ain't with that shit
These niggas ain't with that shit
These niggas ain't with that shit
These niggas ain't with it
These niggas ain't with it
These niggas ain't with that shit

[Verse 1: Migo Domingo]
These niggas ain't with that shit
Migo Gang nigga pull up dirty sticks
One phone call, get a fuck nigga hit
Get a nigga lit
Get a nigga wet
Broad daylight, hit a nigga with the TEC
Anywhere with it, give a fuck about respect!
We beat a nigga ass, while performing on set
And we been jumping off the stage, way before 'set
Let's talk about the pussy ass nigga in D.C
One hard week, riding 'round black ski
We been to the same spots y'all niggas be
We even pulled up on your muh fuckin' street
We beat a niggas ass in Texas
Hold that down, we gon' talk about that
All this shit for a necklace
We come from the North, we don't play like that
Beat a nigga ass with a baseball bat
We shoot shit up, where your momma stay at
One in the head, you'll hear a "click-clack"
Hit him in his fitted, turn it to a SnapBack
All my niggas get wild, get wreckless
Put him on a plate, eat him up for breakfast
Lil nigga shoot my momma house up, haha
You better count your blessings
Count em' up
Count em' up
Count em' up
50 plus 50 on the chopper, add It up
Migo Gang nigga, if you bang, throw it up
Anything else, I don't really give a fuck
Every time I'm in the club, pistol on tuck
When it's time to hit, whole gang gon' buck
We gone fuck the club up
Fuck the club up
If you really wanna take it there
Nigga try your luck

[Chorus: Migo Domingo]
These niggas ain't with that shit
These niggas ain't with that shit
These niggas ain't with that shit
Migo Gang nigga, pull up dirty sticks
These niggas ain't with that shit
These niggas ain't with that shit
These niggas ain't with that shit
One phone call, get a nigga hit
These niggas ain't with that shit
These niggas ain't with that shit
These niggas ain't with it
These niggas ain't with it
These niggas ain't with that shit
These niggas ain't with that shit
These niggas ain't with that shit
These niggas ain't with it
These niggas ain't with it
These niggas ain't with that shit

[Verse 2: Skippa Da Flippa ]
Flippa!
You ain't with, what I'm with, I'm with the shit
I was in Palm Beach, I seen my first brick
Incredible shooter, you know I don't miss
I let off three rounds and I bet I'll hit 6
You remember me, from kicking doors on the North
I should knock a nigga off, for all the brothers I lost
I touched the soft, but I never been soft
Stay loyal, 100, and it don't cost
Since a youngin', I apply pressure
Word play is crazy, because I read the Webster
Get bags of cookies, and roll up the pressure
I bullet and you run fast, like Devin Hester
I was trapping out the drop at McDonalds
I want me some commas
Want me some commas
My clip holds 30, that's two Mario Chalmers
Backwoods in Honda's, now I do Zonda's
Take you back LaurenceVille
I pack the steel
I came a long way, so fuck how you feel
I get the chills when I buss a seal
I'm with the gun play, I mean it for real!
Never switch up when you get you some money
Change the bag, when you finesse with a dummy
Me and Domingo, we turned nothing into something
I'm hear to extort you, when I want it? Monthly!

[Chorus: Migo Domingo]
These niggas ain't with that shit
These niggas ain't with that shit
These niggas ain't with that shit
Migo Gang nigga, pull up dirty sticks
These niggas ain't with that shit
These niggas ain't with that shit
These niggas ain't with that shit
One phone call, get a nigga hit
These niggas ain't with that shit
These niggas ain't with that shit
These niggas ain't with it
These niggas ain't with it
These niggas ain't with that shit
These niggas ain't with that shit
These niggas ain't with that shit
These niggas ain't with it
These niggas ain't with it
These niggas ain't with that shit

[Verse 3: Jose Guapo]
Yeah
These niggas ain't with that shit
Pull up with choppers, and AK's, and 6's
Me and Domingo finna go dumb
[?]
I remember in Tennessee
Once, a nigga tried to get at us
We beat they ass, got out the club, and got right on our sprinter bus
The fellas, they always harassing us
I'm a veteran, shit I'm no amateur
You a pet in this shit, not a animal
I'm talking 'bout lion, Mufasa
We all got dreads like rastas
Young Guapo might sneak you
Take you off for a feature
I'm a species and a creature
Niggas be claiming that shit that they bang
We ready to die by that shit that we bang
We throwing that shit up, we twisting our fingers
John Wayne, he can't wait to get a bang
Steer ready, and then shoot up the Mazda
Fuck that nigga, put that nigga in the closet
All I want is my fucking deposit
We cock it back, then nigga we pop it

[Chorus: Migo Domingo]
These niggas ain't with that shit
These niggas ain't with that shit
These niggas ain't with that shit
Migo Gang nigga, pull up dirty sticks
These niggas ain't with that shit
These niggas ain't with that shit
These niggas ain't with that shit
One phone call, get a nigga hit
These niggas ain't with that shit
These niggas ain't with that shit
These niggas ain't with it
These niggas ain't with it
These niggas ain't with that shit
These niggas ain't with that shit
These niggas ain't with that shit
These niggas ain't with it
These niggas ain't with it
These niggas ain't with that shit