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Andrey Sokolenko - Wit Em Lyrics

[Intro]
Astro
Yeah-yeah-yeah!

[Chorus]
Young niggas, it`s four battles - stoopid bitches, hoes (Like hoes)
Young nigga, keenan bitches - is then on for my bro`s (Let it go)
Hey, came a long way, nigga with a sticky, go no wrackes, do not friends, i doing my numbers - all my joke`s confessions (Joke`s confessions, yeah-yeah)

[Verse 1]
Yeah, that stick, the nigga - simple begin (Brr-brr, yeah)
My bitch all black, saled confessions (All black, all black)
Body-ass drop, nigga the beach confetti (Beach confetti)
Hey, my niggas with the (N)ine, my jeans so braggin (Jeans so braggin)
Hateness bitches - then no rise soul (Rise soul)
Hateness bitches on my .54
Liked that and never a bitches like ghost, Khanin - a nigga the sip my ghoust
Who like`s drugs and nigga seats? All in my drugs, nigga two scene
Designer - my drugs two seated. And the bitches a fucking are pull`em my bitch
She pull up my dick everyday, what it coach. Sleeping a couch, where the nigga dual sauce? (Nigga dual)
Yeah-yeah-yeah, (Yeah-yeah-yeah) this niggas set new bitches, yeah-yeah-yeah (Yeah-yeah-yeah)
Pussy-ass fast doing run a sense (Yeah-yeah-yeah)
Remember my number, (Rave my nubmer) hate this bitch like simple (Yeah)
Can`t get the oxy, we sleepin` a bitch, and the fucking on, nigga do most (Rrah)
Bitch like the mask, (Brr) and my Glock-19, they we sleep a coaster (Yeah)
[Verse 2]
Money so big, what a nigga too slim
Begin a rack, why you bite liltle me?
She like mean, and the bitch two drugs on, are nigga sup my simple bitch
Got now bitch and go no fax, we gun a poppa sayed "No, sin" (Ooh)
I get the bitch hella need a levi`s. (Yeah-yeah) Fuck up my name, what you heard? (Rrah)
Had every bitch walk a does, (Les`go) hell off my money - i doubled it (Oh-yeah)
Double it bitches, ##RR. Hate the now system damn the seat, the givin a pull up boy, every seen
Pull up boy-ass, where the a arm-side shooter?
Canon the beat, where a nigga they move?
I get rave a busted, dawg
And this bitches got now "Fra`"
And the nine - my nigga suit (My nigga suit)

[Verse 3]
Nigga solved - get new bitch, nigga froze - the new seat, get new ryes on a shit - my designered quick (My designered quick)
Had new stars on my quick, and my diamonds so weed
Nigga fryed on the all beam, my design bitch (My design)
Can now a worried damn, worried sound, runner hit (Oh)
Want my team, we slidin every rolls up (Rrah-Rrah)
And that rose arm, my neck and go new fracs
Swerved bitches, can the stiching, gettin folks with em (Skrrt-Skrrt)
And they lives with em, god damn it - life with em
Can a verified bitch? (Can oh) Can i lied with em? (Yeah) Can i rise them em?
Hennesy still trippin`, i say "What the fuck yo bitch?"
[Chorus]
Young niggas, it`s four battles - stoopid bitches, hoes (You stoopid bitch)
Young nigga, keenan bitches - is then on for my bro`s (Yeah-yeah, Yeah-yeah)
Hey, came a long way, nigga with a sticky, go no wrackes, do not friends, i doing my numbers - all my joke`s confessions

[Verse 4]
It saying compation, thot sayed "Ya, Ya" making move (We makin` move)
I say "The long time, the rifes on a rade my bro" (The rade my bro)
How got the fryes? On a bitches flees (Bitches flees)
Young nigga then hit with the pull up boy, where the nigga two-seam?

[Outro]
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