Wit Tha sh*ts lyrics

[Intro: Chiefy]
We wit tha sh*ts
We wit tha sh*ts
We wit tha sh*ts
(30 On The Beat)

[Chorus: Chiefy]
We wit tha sh*ts, I f*cked your b*tch
We wit tha sh*ts, we wit tha sh*ts
My n*gga, we wit tha sh*ts
We wit tha sh*ts, I f*cked your b*tch
We wit tha sh*ts, we wit tha sh*ts
My n*gga, we wit tha sh*ts
We wit tha sh*ts
We wit tha sh*ts
We wit tha sh*ts
We wit tha sh*ts
We wit tha sh*ts
We wit tha sh*ts
We wit tha sh*ts

[Verse 1: J-Band$]
I'm just sh*ttin' on my ex-b*tch (frfr)
Treat you like a fresh pack, you get zipped
50 round, 100 drums, and 30 clips (brrrt)
Took your b*tch, she like my swag, the way I drip (drippy, drippy, drippy)
Extendo for all you actors, let's make a movie clip
And you know I'm slidin' in traffic, I'm wit tha sh*ts
Off the gas and the xannys, I'm super lit
I ion want nothin but some top, you stupid b*tch (you stupid b*tch)

On your house like a cartwheel, it's gettin' flippеd (gettin' flipped)
When I comе up off that pack, I'ma plan a trip
Actually f*ck that, I'ma ice my neck and ice my wrist (hell ya)
Hot shells at your ass boy, I'ma leave you crisp (tsssss)

Walkin' round with these racks, that Glock gotta carry it
If a n*gga touch me, I'ma carry it
That means I'm shooting sh*t, automatic, with the steady clip (from deep)
Wit tha sh*t, yea my n*gga, I'm wit that sh*ts

[Pre-Chorus: Chiefy]
We wit tha sh*ts
We wit tha sh*ts
We wit tha sh*ts

[Chorus: Chiefy]
We wit tha sh*ts, I f*cked your b*tch
We wit tha sh*ts, we wit tha sh*ts
My n*gga, we wit tha sh*ts
We wit tha sh*ts, I f*cked your b*tch
We wit tha sh*ts, we wit tha sh*ts
My n*gga, we wit tha sh*ts
We wit tha sh*ts
We wit tha sh*ts
We wit tha sh*ts
We wit tha sh*ts
We wit tha sh*ts
We wit tha sh*ts
We wit tha sh*ts
[Verse 1: BG Rod]
We wit tha sh*ts, extended clip
We never missin' shots, my team wit tha sh*ts
Flow rated R, cause I'm always killing it
Real smooth dude, yea I move militant

I wear number four, for the love of the game
You n*ggas stay barking, like a Great Dane
I'm zooming past in the Civics, switching lanes
Tell your girl, stop texting me with these games

Had to to spazz on the beat for a third time
You know RJ bars, gon' deliver every time
Constantly killing beats, damn this is a crime
I wake up, get my weight up, I stay on my grind

[Pre-Chorus: Chiefy]
We wit tha sh*ts
We wit tha sh*ts
We wit tha sh*ts

[Chorus: Chiefy]
We wit tha sh*ts, I f*cked your b*tch
We wit tha sh*ts, we wit tha sh*ts
My n*gga, we wit tha sh*ts
We wit tha sh*ts, I f*cked your b*tch
We wit tha sh*ts, we wit tha sh*ts
My n*gga, we wit tha sh*ts
We wit tha sh*ts
We wit tha sh*ts
We wit tha sh*ts
We wit tha sh*ts
We wit tha sh*ts
We wit tha sh*ts
We wit tha sh*ts
[Verse 3: 30 On The Beat]
We wit tha sh*ts, (whoo) I f*cked your b*tch (what)
That pus*y good, just like a Twix (mmmm)
I'ma eat it up, I'ma beat it up (smash)
She be on my di*k, you just tryna cuff (yea)

Mixing that pus*y just like whip cream
Dancing on my stick, like a balance beam
Thinking bout good memories, call it a dream
Got my n*ggas on the set, movie screen

f*cking up this club, we got 30 in this b*tch (yea)
Ice round my neck, diamonds on my wrist (shine)
I'ma young savage n*gga, whose always so bliss (happy)
I'm always so cold, never hot, never sick (ughhhh)

Go in on this beat fasho
f*ckin' with these chicks I don't know
Hunnids in the pockets, we got the dough
Flow flying off like a Jet let's go (whoooo)

[Pre-Chorus: Chiefy]
We wit tha sh*ts
We wit tha sh*ts
We wit tha sh*ts

[Chorus: Chiefy]
We wit tha sh*ts, I f*cked your b*tch
We wit tha sh*ts, we wit tha sh*ts
My n*gga, we wit tha sh*ts
We wit tha sh*ts, I f*cked your b*tch
We wit tha sh*ts, we wit tha sh*ts
My n*gga, we wit tha sh*ts
We wit tha sh*ts
We wit tha sh*ts
We wit tha sh*ts
We wit tha sh*ts
We wit tha sh*ts
We wit tha sh*ts
We wit tha sh*ts