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(Aye, aye aye)

[Hook]
Bitch, when I pull up on yo' strip, no tint
Who dat' is?
Double S, what you said? Got you lookin'
Who I'm with? Might be Dre, might be Dread, or yo' bitch
Beat from Rick, exorcist, turn they heads, look at him
(Aye)

[Chorus]
Go tell me who you wit'?
Yea bitch who you wit'?
Yea bitch who you wit'?
Go tell me who you wit'?
Tell me who you wit'?
Yea bitch who you wit'?
Tell me who you wit'?
Go tell me who you wit'?
(Aye)

[Verse 1]
Talk my shit, y'all boys got me bent
Yea girl who you wit, bitch fuck who you wit
Exodia my limbs, and Kaiba Corps the ends
Tech runner Ricks, bitch that's the Walking Dead
Pull up drippin, ooh, watch my shoes
Ain't picky, better duck when my hand touch the goose
Jump off the roof nigga, yeen' got the juice
When I go toe to toe, just to watch you lose (whoa)
Deuce, no text message on the yay, presidential and my vision 20/20
Did a lot to be the man take off your sweater, I told her bring her friend, make em' both cum together
Aye, shot a video in your city
Had your gun on you why you ain't kill me
You ain't real boy I know you don't scare me
I know plenty fuck niggas that's from the trenches
She lookin' like wanna get it
Then I find her @ name in my mentions
She don't like me, I already hit it
I fucked your dream girl why you stuck with an infant
I done put the L on the map
And I took a L writing you back
Sip the cough, don't know how to act
She gave me suicidal thoughts in the 'lac
Ain't friendly I don't want no dap
Scraite like that, we ain't straight like that
Boy I used to run off with the pack
When I used to run off with the pack