Let Me at Em - DJ Holiday, French Montana, Wale

Bitch better fuck something

Bitch better fuck something

Shows in L.A., shows in the bay

Centerfolds in the pool, got her rolling up a jay

Tats all over, cash all over

500 laps, NASCAR Chattanooga

Bow down tell them bitches pipe down nigga

Bow down, when I come up to your town nigga

I’m surrounded by brown women and brown liquor

And green trees, my name heavy make the ground quiver

Ridin through the city I’m bagging bitches what do you know

Counting a bag with spanish mammies on the

Trying to get mad, I told that baby get at me

I could blow out all your candles on your birthday suit

Pull me up a four super slow

Rolling dope boy

White bitch, white liquor I for sure fuck

Turned up niggas with me they don’t give a fuck

Tell that bitch let’s get it cracking

I don’t give a fuck

Let me at em

Let me at em

Let me at em

I’ma tear that pussy up

Let me at em

Let me at em

And tell them niggas my niggas don’t give a fuck, like

Let me at em

drinking gin with the

knock the knee right out your taco

bitch mulatto

Got her seven digits then I hit her like a lotto

Play her im a winner, eat her like dinner

Mama raised a sinner, pray to God the lord forgive her

I’m d-boy fresh every time you see me out

Trying make a million every time I leave the house

She’s got a new whip, now I’m riding with your spouse

Let her pop a Then I skeeted in her mouth

She said she got it all but I see some on her blouse

Ratchet ass rabbit chasing cheese with a mouse

Pull me up a four super slow

Rolling dope boy

White bitch, white liquor I for sure fuck

Turned up niggas with me they don’t give a fuck

Tell that bitch let’s get it cracking

I don’t give a fuck

Let me at em

Let me at em

Let me at em

I’ma tear that pussy up

Let me at em

Let me at em

And tell them niggas my niggas don’t give a fuck, like

Let me at em

Forty-four long knock the tats off your body

Packing up arenas from the packs in the lobby

Money got a whole lot, know we buy the whole lot

Flushing when the door knock

Shout to Petey Rollock

Chuck Taylors all black, Raiders

Money right, dirty money, dirty sprite

Give her loose change let her run loose

Came up out the mud to the trunk roof

Fight night shotgun Makaveli

Trying to put it in her mouth, Akinyele

I rip a tag and the ceiling off

Banana clip Mulsanne peeling off

Pull me up a four super slow

Rolling dope boy

White bitch, white liquor I for sure fuck

Turned up niggas with me they don’t give a fuck

Tell that bitch let’s get it cracking

I don’t give a fuck

Let me at em

Let me at em

Let me at em

I’ma tear that pussy up

Let me at em

Let me at em

And tell them niggas my niggas don’t give a fuck, like

Let me at em