Wit Da sh*tz lyrics

[Intro: Billionaire Black & A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
Clout God
Gunna whatup bro
You ain't with the sh*ts
You ain't with the sh*ts
You ain't with the sh*ts
Say you killing, you ain't shootin' sh*t
A Boogie
You say you trapping, you ain't doing sh*t

[Hook: Billionaire Black]
You say you a trapper, you ain't moving bricks
You say you a killer, you ain't killing sh*t
You say you drilling, you ain't doing sh*t
Boy stop flexing, I know you ain't with the sh*ts
You ain't with the sh*ts, You ain't with the sh*ts
You ain't with the sh*ts, You ain't with the sh*ts
You say you trapping, you ain't moving bricks
You say you drilling, you ain't shootin sh*t

[Verse 1: Billionaire Black]
You ain't with the sh*ts, you ain't with the sh*ts
You pack workers never seen the quarter brick
The plug just sent me ten, I ordered six
I just f*cked a sack off on some Jordan kicks
You ain't with the sh*ts, n*gga stop the flexing
n*gga want some drank know I'mma tax 'em
My n*ggas with the sh*t, they 'bout that action
Catch me up in traffic, automatics
You ain't with the sh*ts, n*gga why you frauding?
Ski masks on, my n*ggas robbing
n*gga you don't want these problems
We got choppers and revolvers, we’ll solve ya
[Hook: Billionaire Black]
You say you a trapper, you ain't moving bricks
You say you a killer, you ain't killing sh*t
You say you drilling, you ain't doing sh*t
Boy stop flexing, I know you ain't with the sh*ts
You ain't with the sh*ts, You ain't with the sh*ts
You ain't with the sh*ts, You ain't with the sh*ts
You say you trapping, you ain't moving bricks
You say you drilling, you ain't shootin sh*t

[Verse 2: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
You say with the sh*ts, you say you flippin' bricks
But n*gga I know you ain't really into that
I got a smith on me but I will always keep a K with me
We the men in black
If this brick on me ain't adding up to what I paid
n*gga, I'mma send it back
And if this b*tch with me don't open up and give me brain
n*gga, I'mma send her back
Cos I ain't feelin' that sh*t, word to mother, n*gga
I don't know if n*ggas hate or love us, in they feelings and sh*t
Pour it up and then I sip it up
I'm leaning, feeling like I had a pill in that sh*t
b*tches only wanna f*ck us cos we clouting up
I know what's up, I been on that sh*t
Countin' [?] up
I f*ck it up, I f*ck it up
You know my pieces hitting and sh*t
You ain't with it, n*gga why you flexing?
I could tell you flexing, boy you not 'bout that action
Light scammers but you not 'bout that action
Ya b*tch she on me, think she like how I'm rapping
Beat it up like I'm Tyson and Jackson
Then say "what up" to you like it never happened
A Boogie wit' da sh*t like a napkin
Let's get it
[Hook: Billionaire Black]
You say you a trapper, you ain't moving bricks
You say you a killer, you ain't killing sh*t
You say you drilling, you ain't doing sh*t
Boy stop flexing, I know you ain't with the sh*ts
You ain't with the sh*ts, You ain't with the sh*ts
You ain't with the sh*ts, You ain't with the sh*ts
You say you trapping, you ain't moving bricks
You say you drilling, you ain't shootin sh*t