Wit It

[Intro: Beno] Alright Ooh, shit You know I bome fuckin', motherfuckin’ uh (Jose the Plug) Eighteen, nineteen with the motherfuckin' sack I ain't even know what to do with that motherfucker, you know what I’m talkin' about? I was blowin' that shit like a fan [Chorus: Beno] We in West V with it, Tennessee with it (Tennessee with it) You better have your motherfuckin' heat with you (Brrt) You on the sidewalk, I'm in the street with it (I'm in the street, boy) In the kitchen whippin' up a quarter key, nigga (Skrrt) Your bitch fuckin', dick suckin’, and she stuffin’ (And she stuffin') Can’t believe she trust me, I don't know why she love me (Know why) Yeah, thuggin', yeah, in public (Thuggin' in public) Chopstick came from Russia (Brrt) [Verse 1: Drego] I let the stick hang out, yeah, it show in public (Man) I’ll let this bitch rip, yeah, right in public You might catch me with the smoothest jawn, yeah, the bitch so cunning Barrel on this bitch so big, it's a-rum-pa-pummin' (Boom, boom) It's all about the dog, the boy, the Andre Drummond Ten thou' on lean a month, a year one-twenty My dog, he bangin' blues, he fuck with Tookie '03, '04, I'm not a regular rookie (Yeah) I'll drop a body, bitch, you better not push me [Verse 2: Beno] I'll run a bag back just like Boobie The weed, the pop, you know exotic She said she want a picture with Lil Yachty [Verse 3: Lil Yachty] His mama cryin' (Why?), the homies had to catch a body Smoked that boy like Biscotti, I might go cop a Bugatti Brought them bitches home from the club in the lobby Moral to the story, don't invite me to your party [Chorus: Beno] We in West V with it, Tennessee with it (Tennessee with it) You better have your motherfuckin' heat with you (Brrt) You on the sidewalk, I'm in the street with it (I'm in the street, boy) In the kitchen whippin' up a quarter key, nigga (Skrrt) Your bitch fuckin', dick suckin', and she stuffin' (And she stuffin') Can't believe she trust me, I don't know why she love me (Know why) Yeah, thuggin', yeah, in public (Thuggin' in public) Chopstick came from Russia (Brrt) [Verse 4: Tee Grizzley & Lil Yachty] Ayy, say I still ain't learn my lesson, bitch, I'm still down there in Lexington (Winburn) Mackin' up packs, mix the Xanax with the heroin (Work) Guacamole on me, I been workin' like a Mexican (Gracias) She say I'm on some extra shit 'cause I say bring an extra bitch (What?) I was in Allure last night bein' benevolent (Throwin' it) Out my element, but I ain't trippin', bro got a TEC on him (Bah) Hole in his head, he dead, no need to check on him (Gone) Dog shit on my killer, he look like he won a settlement (Got that dog shit) Don't even tell me 'bout them niggas 'cause they all broke (Them niggas broke) Them niggas dick suck too much, I seen 'em all choke (Fuck wrong) Had my nigga clap this bitch up like applause, bro (Brrah) She wanna fuck me, she already fucked my dog Boat (Gang, No cap, Lil Boat) [Chorus: Beno] You better have your motherfuckin' heat with you (Brrt) You on the sidewalk, I'm in the street with it (I'm in the street, boy) In the kitchen whippin' up a quarter key, nigga (Skrrt) Your bitch fuckin', dick suckin', and she stuffin' (And she stuffin') Can't believe she trust me, I don't know why she love me (Know why) Yeah, thuggin', yeah, in public (Thuggin' in public) Chopstick came from Russia (Brrt) [Verse 5: Sada Baby] Made your bitch stuff the pills with the K-Y Jelly, we in KY with it Pick-six him in Detroit, it look like Dré Bly did it We got 'bows and you know we move the canine with it Say that work double up every way I hit it Every day, I gotta sip an eight with my niggas Watch your tone and body language 'fore I flip you over Put you baby build-ass niggas on my shoulder Burp a nigga, pop a Perc', and fuck his ho for closure Hahaha, real soldier, huh Bandana on my head like it's the 'Nolia Hmm, Yachty, ain't them niggas soft just like I told ya? hmm-huh [Verse 6: Lil Yachty] Sweet like a pastry out a toaster (Ugh) Flatline a nigga, hang him up like a poster (Bitch) I'm in West End with it, with Lil Ben with it (West End with it) Pay the bills and I still let my friend hit it (Yeah) Ain't no fun if the homies can't get none (Slatt) She was strokin' my dick like a fist pump (Bee, bee) [Chorus: Beno] We in West V with it, Tennessee with it (Tennessee with it) You better have your motherfuckin' heat with you (Brrt) You on the sidewalk, I'm in the street with it (I'm in the street, boy) In the kitchen whippin' up a quarter key, nigga (Skrrt) Your bitch fuckin', dick suckin', and she stuffin' (And she stuffin') Can't believe she trust me, I don't know why she love me (Know why) Yeah, thuggin', yeah, in public (Thuggin' in public) Chopstick came from Russia (Brrt)