Wit Me - Duwap Kaine

I walk in the Louis store, cannot be cheap

Got bad bitches on me just 'cause my feet

I walk in and you know that I reek

Hella scammin' niggas, I would give you a piece

Look, and I be high like a young nigga boardin'

Good gas, and it’s all in my organs

Don’t need these bitches, no, they not important

Smoking dope even when I’m recordin'

Braids in my hair, they swing

Beamer car, man, I’m switching them lanes (Skrrt)

Good-Good gas pack, I’m in memory lane

A lot of real niggas, you can’t fuck up the chain

I came in the Beam, and I fucked up the game

A lot of money, man, I’m making it rain

I’m a trap nigga, but look what I became

Lotta hundreds, got that shit to my name

I dare you to pull out ten bands

You gon' lose the dare, 'cause I know that you can’t

Where these bitches stare? At the racks in my pants

I be trappin' hard, making your rap advance

Too much bands, you can tell by my stance

In the kitchen like Cloudy With A Chance

Bad bitch, don’t need no implants

I ain’t throwin' money, you can stop all that dancin'

Spending money on designer, somethin' random

Getting money, man, this shit so random

Mix the Ksubi and Louis, man, that’s a lil' random

These niggas broke, man, don’t be an example

Big dog, not a kitty, bitch

I’m trappin' hard, don’t hit me, bitch (Trap too hard)

Free the gang even though that they guilty

I don’t give a fuck, man, I still want 'em with me

(Go, go, go)