Rather B Wit U Lyrics

Text me what you, ay

She had text me what you doin

Text her back and said high

She was bad, with no money

Turn my nose up, said bye

She wanna fuck me, sneaky bitch

She got a girl, she play it bi

Chopper watch me when I sleep

London soldier, bedside

Said it's fuck me, really do you love me

Girl, just tell the truth

2AM, I'm outside his shit

I'd rather be with you

Two doors sliding, and ain't too many ridin

I'd rather play the coop

Told her signal if you tryna do that

Wink like Betty Boop

I get mad, I might just drop a 70

Bang out just like Dame

This shit ugly, creep me bout a gram

Swear nothin' was the same

Put a bag on top his fuckin' head

But he ain't got no braids

He been tryna level up from shit

But he ain't gettin' no praise

Ain't shit sunny inside of the trap

Swear he ain't gettin' no rays

Tryna call this bitch, she don't wanna fuck

So she ain't comin' over

He done tapped his right foot on the grass

But he ain't got no motion

That boy brain its like a 3GS

Swear he ain't got no focus

I'm just thinkin' like

(I'd rather to be with you)

Ayy, tryna find some peace

I'm at the beach, sittin' on the bank, mm

I'm too locked in, can't keep a bitch like Franklin Saint, mm

My KD a 2.0, I can't fuck up the rank

She had text me, what you doin'

Text her back and said high

She was bad, with no money

Turned my nose up, said bye

She wanna fuck me, sneaky bitch

She got a girl, she play it bi

Chopper watch me when I sleep

London soldier, bedside

Said it's fuck me, really, do you love me

Girl, just tell the truth

2 AM, I'm outside his shit

I'd rather be with you

Two door sliding ain't too many ridin

I'd rather play the coupe

Told her signal if you tryna do that

Wink like Betty Boop