Fuckin Witcha

(album: Im Havin 2 - 2016)

When I shoot for my niggas I pack a lot of pistols
And if you a real nigga like me, I'm fucking witcha
I shoot movies 3D pixel, and I came from trapping' nickels
And if you about your paper, you know I'm fuckin witcha
You know I'm fuckin witcha, you know I'm fuckin witcha
And just stack up them hundreds keep them lames out the picture
You know I'm fuckin witcha, you know I'm fuckin witcha
And since I'm Still Havin I might just cop me a Fisker

If I don't really fuck witcha, knock his ass out like Javante
Baby she digging my Feng Shui
For Skippa everyday's pay day
I fuck with you if you bout your cash
Try to finesse me I'm right on your ass
Two Glock 9's you think that I'm Shaq
I'd fuck with you even more if you can keep up with me when I go to the stash
You ever seen a hundred in hundreds? You ever flew a bitch cross the country
You ever did a show out in London, go cop a pint and I go up on Monday
Turn on 12 when I go to the link
You send me the syrup I'll make sure its clean
I fuck with you more if you on the same thing
No Genuine baby but [?]

When I shoot for my niggas I pack a lot of pistols
And if you a real nigga like me, I'm fucking witcha
I shoot movies 3D pixel, and I came from trapping' nickels
And if you about your paper, then you know I'm fuckin witcha
You know I'm fuckin witcha, you know I'm fuckin witcha
And just stack up them hundreds keep them lames out the picture
You know I'm fuckin witcha, you know I'm fuckin witcha

Cop me a new lime green Fisker
Cop my bitch a new bag cause I missed her
Make time for what you want if you got time
Hundreds in the middle 20's, 50's, on the side
All my real street niggas throw up your side
Mucho dinero I Stack up the Yen
I shoot like a like I was Big Ben
If you treat that bitch right I bet she'll come again
Money over bitches fam over everything can you stay 100 til the end
No [?] but my dab is nice
Big cap bags with [?] price
I'm fucking with you only if you got a low price
I thumb through a 20 by the end of the night