BELLA - With It

I'm a witted ass bitch, don't need to keep a crewLil' shorty and you know I only trust the coupI'm a witted ass bitch, and we can roll the doPut my dub in the air, what you wanna do?I'm a witted ass fool, no need to fake the funkYou can bring your whole crew, and you can all get punkedI'm an active ass fool, no need to bark a littleChunking four fingers up, two twisted in the middleSo many times that I done trust all these bitchesInstead of making dough, they wanna talk who they been kissingStupid ass homies turn they back and now they dissingMotherfucker slick, buddy, got cock slippingHow you say you G when you speaking on my name?This out to them bitches who they clean, they in a gangFuck your whole set, bitch, fuck what you bangWhen you ain't around your homies, then you wouldn't say a thingTold them I'm a thug, but I'd rather be with youSmoking on a blunt, anything I wanna doHeard they ain't like it while they dissing with the crewThat bitch got dropped, now she telling all the newsKnew they was a rat, it's a race to the bankI keep it with my shit, staying loyal to my graveStupid ass bitch, what the fuck did you think?My bitch in a suit loaded with an AKI'm a witted ass bitch, don't need to keep a crewLittle shorty and you know I only trust the coupI'm a witted ass bitch, and we can roll the deucePut my dub in the air, what you wanna do?I'm a witted ass fool, don't need a fake to fuckYou can bring your whole crew, and you can all get punkedI'm an active ass fool, don't need to bark a littleChunking four fingers up, two twisted in the middleGrew up in the jungle where so many trying to harm youWatching all the cars, but homie pulled up in a mongooseBusting off some shots, no holding back, he let them all looseYour mama watched the news, that's how she heard somebody shot youHomies all upset, load up the G, they want revengePulled up to they stack, I fall when I, that's what they'll getThe cycle keeps on spinning as they catch somebody slipping'Cause ain't no happy ending, it's either death in time or prisonNo need to fuss or fret, that's how life is up in the westNo time to second guess, are you a victim or the threat?By the time that you retire and look back at what it got youYour name will fade away as generations start to followOpen up a bottle and keep drinking 'till you wobbleAs homies start to topple, feel your heart begin to hollowAnd wifey never calls you 'cause the homies gotta run looseAnd now your biggest problem is the fucking hood forgot youI'm a witted ass bitch, don't need to keep a crewLittle shorty and you know I only trust the coupI'm a witted ass bitch, and we can roll the deucePut my dub in the air, what you wanna do?I'm a witted ass fool, don't need a fake to fuckYou can bring your whole crew and you can all get punkedI'm an active ass fool, don't need to bark a littleChunking four fingers up, two twisted in the middle