Ride Wit Em Enphamus

[Intro:]
(Lie wit' 'em, you die wit' 'em)
(Laugh wit' 'em, you cry wit' 'em)
(Cry wit' 'em, you slide wit' 'em)
(Walk wit' 'em, you ride wit' 'em)
(Leg for leg, a head for head, can't see shit eye-for-eye wit' 'em)
Ayy
(Come through wit' 'dat switch and had that shit inside like five niggas)
Uh

[Chorus:]
Lie wit' 'em, you die wit' 'em
Laugh wit' 'em, you cry wit' 'em
Cry wit' 'em, you slide wit' 'em
Walk wit' 'em, you ride wit' 'em
Leg for leg, a head for head, can't see shit eye-for-eye wit' 'em
Come through wit' 'dat switch and had that shit inside like five niggas (Boom)
He was so fucked up, they couldn't do his ass a autopsy
Soul gone, his head gone, I think them niggas face-shot 'im
All a part of God's plan, DA sayin' that Drac' shot 'im
Up the stick and put a bitch on ice, this ain't no ice hockey

[Verse:]
Rubber band, the paper by the rack, this like a 40-piece
I just spent a dub inside of Saks, I bought like four of these
90 got 360 shots like it was four of me
Shot a bitch, I'm in [?], almost got into some Florida beef
You know how much coochie I done got rockin' this Louis V?
You know how much niggas I done shot for tryna' tweak wit' me?
Crazy, you gon' end up on a stone reachin' for jewelry
How many yo' gang put in the [?]? Probably two or three
Four or five, five or six
I've been losin' county shit
I done put more spinners on the court than Gregg Popovich
She like, "Is you really havin' money?" Ain't it obvious?
I just call it "tired of being humble," this ain't cockiness
I'm tryna' take a sexy red bitch to pound town
Make a lil' bitch fly herself to me and find her way around
Curved me back in school, I gave them same bitches the run-around
Walkin' in the mall, I'm just gon' "Skee-yee," turn around