Lyrics WIT IT (feat. KeeT xx, T.Geronimo & PWR!) - Ethan Peters Beats

Hunnits, fifties, twenties, tens
Bitch I'm balling now
I been feeling like the fucking man
Always keep the shooters around
I been off a couple hunnit xans
Wait till the lean come out
Tryna fucking test me and that clan
Fuck it yeah I'm wit it now

Fuck it yeah I'm wit it now
(Fuck it yeah I'm wit it now)
Fuck it yeah I'm wit it now
Ay
Fuck it yeah I'm wit it now

Fuck it yeah I'm wit it now
(Fuck it yeah I'm wit it now)
Fuck it yeah I'm wit it now
Ay
Fuck it yeah I'm wit it now

(Geronimo!)
Shawty I'm sorry got too many opps
I keep it on me and no I can't stop
Baby wanna ride with me, yeah
She do not know this life
I'm gonna show you this life
(Let me show)
You wanna ride with the rez boy?
I'm gonna show you this life that I live
(Yeah)
I have been wit it since I was a kid
Now you gone be wit it, rolling like this
Smoke in the air when I pull up
Cigarettes and my burnouts
Give a fuck what you heard now
Mauwi on me Nitap, yeah
Virg is the word now
(Word now)
That's just how we live, yeah

Hunnits, fifties, twenties, tens
Bitch I'm balling now
I been feeling like the fucking man
Always keep the shooters around
I been off a couple hunnit xans
Wait till the lean come out
Tryna fucking test me and that clan
Fuck it yeah I'm wit it now

Fuck it yeah I'm wit it now
(Fuck it yeah I'm wit it now)
Fuck it yeah I'm wit it now
Ay
Fuck it yeah I'm wit it now

Fuck it yeah I'm wit it now
(Fuck it yeah I'm wit it now)
Fuck it yeah I'm wit it now
Ay
Fuck it yeah I'm wit it now

(Yeah, yeah)
Tap tap back on the track with the whack raps
Mr. Black cap pack rat talking fast crap, yes
Smoke rolling outta my chest
I been lurking for a minute, busy earning a cheque
It's bout time that I get mine, get back in it
Zig zags in a cig pack gold stamp in it
Got me ripped as, hit a bitch back
Won't hit it
Gotta get up in the Stu and let the kick slap in it
S'all business
Swerving if it ain't about a stack
Either working on a bag or I'm working on a track
No slack
Steady at it, just a little known fact
Motherfuckas on the rock
Wouldn't let them in the pack
Gotta to switch things up to the GTR
Now I ride with the team, see a G go far
They was sleeping on the boy now they see him go hard
They all talking white noise like a VCR
Ain't no put in no work
Imma pull your card
Think you in the field
Imma run the full yard
Ain't a second to spare, cause I move too quick
I be all for a mill and they all on my dick
(Miss)

Hunnits, fifties, twenties, tens
Bitch I'm balling now
I been feeling like the fucking man
Always keep the shooters around
I been off a couple hunnit xans
Wait till the lean come out
Tryna fucking test me and that clan
Fuck it yeah I'm wit it now

Fuck it yeah I'm wit it now
(Fuck it yeah I'm wit it now)
Fuck it yeah I'm wit it now
Ay
Fuck it yeah I'm wit it now

Fuck it yeah I'm wit it now
(Fuck it yeah I'm wit it now)
Fuck it yeah I'm wit it now
Ay
Fuck it yeah I'm wit it now