B With Me (Amends & Anesthetics) ft. GoonRixh Lyrics

I be with my weapon everyday an Shit

Put that on my 7 that I can't jus Miss

So I up the 5 on em an jus' take That quick

Ain't no running from yo fate u Gone get hit w six

So sip on the

Sip on the cleanest lean

This the third time that my Weapon gone be with me

Hoping I see u at 3

O'clock

Right at the bus stop

With this dirty old chop

And I can't stop

And I can't stop

Rock out the body hit a

You coulda called me now u tryna Diss

That's a west side shawty fuck the Opposite

I'm on eastside shawty 7 in the clip

Came from the Brook i'll get ya Body took

Look in his eyes a Christian yea he Shook

Lucky that door close for it

Try keep it cool my mind already Ran

Why you tryna meet the team

No you can't line imma break you From piece to piece knowing you Think you a sneak

And it's all enough for me

But this time this shit is so done to Me

And no ain't no loving me

The shit that you do is so dumb to Me

Luckily you on the run ya see

I be with my weapon everyday an Shit

Seventy Five shots an not a damn One missed

I was rolling up sum

In the eight in shit

So they gone hate this shit

Like what I'm oh seven I been the shit

Just know when I see you you finna Lift

I'm tired they thinking they finna six

And you know that the gone die For The diss

I black a Blitz

And the body in piss cross it off The list

And you think that you ran but Your time is thin

Man to keep it I gotta win

So sip on the

Sip on the clean for me

This the third time that my Weapon gone be with me

Knowing i'll see you at three

Again

And i'll catch you and friends

And it won't end

And it won't end

I be with my weapon everyday an Shit

Put that on my seven that I can't just Miss

So I up the five on em an jus' take That quick

Ain't no running from ya fate

Ain't no running from ya fate

That's either way

Chillin off the drank

Won't sip no green

And moving at this rate

Might crash today

But won't do it for no rank

I put in pain

So sip on the

Sip on the cleanest lean

Knowing this time that my Weapon delete ya bean

Know what you mean to me

Or meant

Now you gone die in the end

You sorry no time to pretend

When I flock thirty shots at ya head

Like I need you dead it ain't your Love I want

They think that I miss it nah I Need you gone

Lost my mind i'm tired of the same Damn songs

Can't let this pain go on

So I just play along

I need you out my head

I need you on that flo

Only thing to do is poke it

Make the soul so cold

Couple extra shells just to make The Painting mold

Like shit you got a hold

I think you got a hold on me