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Young Thug - With The Shits Lyrics

[Chorus: Damond Blue]
Momma ain't raise no bitch (No bitch)
I gotta get it, we in here lit (In here lit)
I'm from the trenches, had to switch up how I'm livin' (Woah woah)
I had a vision of making millions (Woah)
Now I'm in V.I.P. with my arm 'round your chick (Gotta get it)
I got her lit, she super thick (Super thick)
If this my last night, I bet they won't forget (Woah woah)
I'm with the shits, I got her lit, yeah

[Verse 1: Damond Blue]
I'm in V.I.P. with my arm 'round your bitch
I got her lit, you mad as shit
I told the DJ turn it up cause this a hit
To flood the wrist I took a risk
And you know I got that fire on me, they don't like me
Switched up on my old hoe, now she fiesty
Got them harassin' in my DM all on IG (Woah woah)
But I'm never trippin', pimpin', smoother than [?]
Yeah I just copped a .40 (Uh)
30 and the bitch a grown woman (Woo)
She fuckin' them lames this whole summer ([?])
I'ma do my thang, you gon' love me
You gotta lay down off the rip (That's off the rip)
And no I don't take no shit (That's how we do it, baby)
[Chorus: Damond Blue]
Momma ain't raise no bitch (No bitch)
I gotta get it, we in here lit (In here lit)
I'm from the trenches, had to switch up how I'm livin' (Woah woah)
I had a vision of making millions (Woah)
Now I'm in V.I.P. with my arm 'round your chick (Gotta get it)
I got her lit, she super thick (Super thick)
If this my last night, I bet they won't forget (Woah woah)
I'm with the shits, I got her lit, yeah

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
I put a gold Rolex on my bitch (Yeah)
She'll never forget I'm filthy rich (Filthy rich)
Let's count these hundreds without gettin' dis (Without gettin' dis)
I got a big drum, same size as a midget (On God)
Same size as [?], I show no sympathy (Sympathy)
I put some water on her wrist, no JC Penny (Yeah)
She said her diamonds the same color, she can't envy (Can't envy)
I told my lawyer fuck one time, I'm sippin' (Pour up)
My belt is Saint Laurent (My belt is Saint Laurent)
I kick shit but I don't punt (Kick shit but I don't punt)
I done made several mill this month (Made several mill this month)
My momma ain't birthed a bitch not once (My momma ain't birthed a bitch not once)

[Chorus: Damond Blue]
Momma ain't raise no bitch (No bitch)
I gotta get it, we in here lit (In here lit)
I'm from the trenches, had to switch up how I'm livin' (Woah woah)
I had a vision of making millions (Woah)
Now I'm in V.I.P. with my arm 'round your chick (Gotta get it)
I got her lit, she super thick (Super thick)
If this my last night, I bet they won't forget (Woah woah)
I'm with the shits, I got her lit, yeah