Can't Sit With Us

(Album: Control Your Jealousy - 2015)

In the kitchen whipping up the cocaina
Pull up with your chick, vroom vroom, 2 seater
Ride around town and you know we got the nina
If ain't about the money then no you can't see us

Can't sit with us
Can't sit with us
Can't sit with us
Your lame
Can't sit with us
Can't sit with us
Can't sit with us
We paid
Can't sit with us
Can't sit with us
Can't sit with us
Your lame
Can't sit with us
Can't sit with us
Can't sit with us
We paid

Underlay underlay
Trapping up out of the foreign
Kicking her out cause she boring
Beating the pot like a drummer
Beating the pot for a come up
Chopper on me when you run up
Designer on me when I pull up
Maison margiela my nigga
Why you so jealous my nigga
I had to go get it my nigga
King of the jungle mufusa
Inviting your bitch to my casa
Serving her wine and orderbs
Play with the kitty it purrs
She starting to get on my nerves
Kicking your bitch to the curb
Back in rhe kitchen I'm whippin!
Cookin the chickens and pigeons
Beating the pot like its kunta
Never gon' wife me a puta
My rollie on chill like whooosah
All of my niggas is shooters

In the kitchen whipping up the cocaina
Pull up with your chick, vroom vroom, 2 seater
Ride around town and you know we got the nina
If ain't about the money then no you can't see us

Can't sit with us
Can't sit with us
Can't sit with us
Your lame
Can't sit with us
Can't sit with us
Can't sit with us
We paid
Can't sit with us
Can't sit with us
Can't sit with us
Your lame
Can't sit with us
Can't sit with us
Can't sit with us
We paid

Can't sit with us, you're ridiculous
My money moves, so marvelous
So spectaculous, so dangerous
God damn it, we good
My girl, she chicka
She's cooking cocaina
I'm whipping up the porscha
Come home with the rarrri'
Lobster, pasta
Whipping up out the casa
Fucking ya bitch like a monster
Killing you niggas like mobsters
Her pussy so dirty and rotten
I'm passing your bitch like I'm Stockton
You Malone alone at home
I'm just whipping the cotton
Christian Dior my boxers
Rocking that Dolce Gabanna
Can't sit with us
My wrist, so glitterous
Your bitch, so hideous
Get rid of her
I'm serious, I'm furious
And you, delirious
It's ridiculous

In the kitchen whipping up the cocaina
Pull up with your chick, vroom vroom, 2 seater
Ride around town and you know we got the nina
If ain't about the money then no you can't see us

Can't sit with us
Can't sit with us
Can't sit with us
Your lame
Can't sit with us
Can't sit with us
Can't sit with us
We paid
Can't sit with us
Can't sit with us
Can't sit with us
Your lame
Can't sit with us
Can't sit with us
Can't sit with us
We paid

Can't sit with us
Bitches can't sit with us
You bitches can't sit with us
You bitches can't sit with us
You bitches can't sit with us
Yay!