Cardo - Wit It lyrics

[Hook] All my n***as wit it ya that's Taylor Gang All my n***as wit it ya that's Taylor Gang All my n***as wit it ya that's Taylor Gang All my n***as wit it ya that's Taylor Gang Life, TGOD, Cat, TGOD Berner, TGOD, Tuki, TGOD All my n***as wit it ya that's Taylor Gang All my n***as wit it ya that's Taylor Gang [Verse 1] Junkies on my line cause they know I got it Servin' crazy white, girl, that Lorena Bobbitt And the kitchen yeah that's where a n***a lock it up Took a whole hour just for me to rock it up Hot spoons, straight drop soon Dice game seven back-to-back, nobody move I could talk about this sh** cause yeah I had to work My triple shotgun, pistol in her purse So all that drug talking, nothing new to me 100 thousand off a tour ya thats a coupe to me If you talking bout that money b**h me all ears You popping rozay, n***a all you hear is cheers Gucci dough that's foreign you ain't never been From the hood my plugs black don't know no Mexicans Every 30 seconds I was getting calls You shop with me no I.O.U.'s if I don't f** with y'all Ball [Hook] [Verse 2] We hit the mall in this we don't look at no tags No dirty money in that brown giant eagle bag, uh All eyes on me I'm feeling like I'm 2Pac Them pussies miss cause they just licked off 2 shots TGOD we heavy and you light weight You on the corner with a quarter, that's that light weight My car has horse power around the USA My Louis belt that's off the Louis store out in LA I had that dirty money now I only check My watch thats 60 thousand I give me respect TGOD that's Taylor Gang That's a thunderstorm cause we don't make it rain Grab a couple gin, couple bottles pink My pinky ring pimping sh** so baby watch the mink b**h we living good, but how you living on? Shout out my hardcore n******gs is you jigging ho? Oh! [Hook]