Weasel Sims, Kapitol P - None Witchu Lyrics

You getting money
I can't get none wit u then fuck u
Yeah
You getting money
I can't get none wit u then fuck u
We supposed to be brothers
Said we ah kill for each other
You getting money
I can't get none wit u then fuck u
I'll kill for yo bitch ass
You getting money
I can't get none wit u then fuck u
I still wish you the best
Meet you on top of the world
I'm still wishing you the best
From on top of the world
If you gotta play
Put me in the car then
If you gotta say
What you did fa me
You a goofy mog then
Made my own way
When the fog cleared
Imma big dog now
But was still was a dog then
I close up shop
Then count my chips
Throw my iPhone on the charger
And just let it sit
You niggas be on ig
Tryna impress a bitch
Mind full get rich schemes
I ain't got time fa that shit
Was constipated had to get that shit off
Running off this work like diarrhea
No time for missed calls
Cause the sniffers got withdrawal
This pole on me
Make old homies shit draws
Pause
You let that lil shine
Make you fall out of line
Wit big dog
Big dog
Making big calls
To get the bricks off
You letting niggas on your team starve
That got me pissed off
You getting money I can't get it with you
Then we got some bigger issues
And I doubt this beef is gon be beneficial
He know yo crib, he know yo bitch
He know what car you drive
His stomach touching he like fuck it
He gone cross the line
That jealousy and greed be reeking
When they walking by
So I got cautious eyes
And only like to talk in signs
I gotta whole, I give you half of that
You down bad on yo ass
Ain't gotta ask for that
That's in my habitat
I rather pull up back to back
You in your own shit
Your money counter right next to mine
To count your own chips
Real bosses make wins from loses
Learn from mistakes
And once they see you straight
It's like they love turn into hate
Ain't no weak links in this cuban
It's all solid
And everybody see how we moving
We all got it
You bleeding I be your bandaid
Falling I pick you up
Hit that lick
Then meet you back at the crib to split it up
You getting money
I can't get none wit u then fuck u
Yeah
You getting money
I can't get none wit u then fuck u
We supposed to be brothers
Said we ah kill fo each other
You getting money
I can't get none wit u then fuck u
I'll kill for yo bitch ass
You getting money
I can't get none wit u then fuck u

You getting money
I can't get none wit u then fuck u
Yeah
You getting money
I can't get none wit u then fuck u
We supposed to be brothers
Said we ah kill for each other
You getting money
I can't get none wit u then fuck u
I'll kill for yo bitch ass
You getting money
I can't get none wit u then fuck u
I still wish you the best
Meet you on top of the world
I'm still wishing you the best
From on top of the world
If you gotta play
Put me in the car then
If you gotta say
What you did fa me
You a goofy mog then
Made my own way
When the fog cleared
Imma big dog now
But was still was a dog then
I close up shop
Then count my chips
Throw my iPhone on the charger
And just let it sit
You niggas be on ig
Tryna impress a bitch
Mind full get rich schemes
I ain't got time fa that shit
Was constipated had to get that shit off
Running off this work like diarrhea
No time for missed calls
Cause the sniffers got withdrawal
This pole on me
Make old homies shit draws
Pause
You let that lil shine
Make you fall out of line
Wit big dog
Big dog
Making big calls
To get the bricks off
You letting niggas on your team starve
That got me pissed off
You getting money I can't get it with you
Then we got some bigger issues
And I doubt this beef is gon be beneficial
He know yo crib, he know yo bitch
He know what car you drive
His stomach touching he like fuck it
He gone cross the line
That jealousy and greed be reeking
When they walking by
So I got cautious eyes
And only like to talk in signs
I gotta whole, I give you half of that
You down bad on yo ass
Ain't gotta ask for that
That's in my habitat
I rather pull up back to back
You in your own shit
Your money counter right next to mine
To count your own chips
Real bosses make wins from loses
Learn from mistakes
And once they see you straight
It's like they love turn into hate
Ain't no weak links in this cuban
It's all solid
And everybody see how we moving
We all got it
You bleeding I be your bandaid
Falling I pick you up
Hit that lick
Then meet you back at the crib to split it up
You getting money
I can't get none wit u then fuck u
Yeah
You getting money
I can't get none wit u then fuck u
We supposed to be brothers
Said we ah kill fo each other
You getting money
I can't get none wit u then fuck u
I'll kill for yo bitch ass
You getting money
I can't get none wit u then fuck u