DC Young Fly - With That (Remix) lyrics

[Intro] Nobody beats safe Nobody beats is safe Know what I'm talking bout Yeah Here we go Look [Hook] Hunnid bands, hunnid bands, hunnid bands, then we see em' and we gunning man Yo b**h, she wit it, we eat it, I'm tryna tell you what we done today I'm tryna get money, stack up to the ceiling Broke, I'm never going back These be n***as be hating cause I just be making these racks and I'm showing that If I get the bird, break it all down and go through the pack Yo hustling just took a curve Man, you f**ed up and you blew the pack Yo b**h, I be f**ing the world She get on my nerves and I flew her back The choppa clip got on the curve, man I can't wait to go shoot with that [Verse] n***as be hating but I am not tripping I'm already use to that My Bloodz in the Bity be boolin', my clique be like cuz "where you coolin' at?" When I was on Molly, bound to catch a body I swear I'm a fool with that Every shootout I been in, they shot at me Boy, I would shoot em' back I'm bout the toolery Any beat they had me What did you to me? Gotta rip or strip, give you the eulogy Cause the other rappers give you buffoonery s** on that p**y then f** it up stupidly Thinking you tough but n***a you food to me n***a don't know me just tell em' to Google me Thinking I'm slipping, that pistol stay glued to me Wet up ya block and we do it so brutally Boy, with these hollows they cost you your j**elry All of my partners, we moving in unity Go through these b**hes so fluently After they show us they nudity, we f** em' then give em' up usually If she not mine then I swear that she soon to be n***a, the slum is always my community n***a, what's happening? I'm really trappin' Gotta be about it Lights, camera, action If we don't know you, you wanted We taxing If you a enemy, n***a we smashing Long as the money keep coming and stacking n***as stay thugging, ain't worried bout no fashion Had this sh** on for a week straight Tryna make sure my folks eat straight n***a, what's happening? [Hook] Hunnid bands, hunnid bands, hunnid bands, then we see em' and we gunning man Yo b**h, she wit it, we eat it, I'm tryna tell you what we done today I'm tryna get money, stack up to the ceiling Broke, I'm never going back These be n***as be hating cause I just be making these racks and I'm showing that If I get the bird, break it all down and go through the pack Yo hustling just took a curve Man, you f**ed up and you blew the pack Yo b**h, I be f**ing the world She get on my nerves and I flew her back The choppa clip got on the curve, man I can't wait to go shoot with that