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Widdit Video (MV)




Performed By: Reech
Language: English
Length: 2:52
Written by: Rwal Reech




Reech - Widdit Lyrics
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All of the smoke im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
Whatever you want im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
All of the smoke im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
Whatever you want im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
All of the smoke im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
Whatever you want im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
All of the smoke im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
Whatever you want im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
I'm wanted like FBI
Bitch ain't no you and I
A killa like CSI
Put me on criminal minds
Bitch these hands my weapon
Bitch I got hands like kevin
Owens, lil bitch i'm already knowin'
She happy, she clappin', she know it
I need me a bag just to throw it, just to throw it
I buy me a bottle I po' it
For all my dead homies, I po' it
She say that I talk like a poet
I put on my poker face
Talk to her nice and she buy it, she buy it
Can't talk about shit 'less I buy it
I need drip, high end
Ain't nothing coming from my end
I plead the fifth, I'm silent
I block her number, she wildin'
I put my phone on silent
Ballin' like Andrew Bynum
Said he lookin' for me I find 'em
I pack him and take all his items
All of the smoke im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
Whatever you want im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
All of the smoke im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
Whatever you want im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
All of the smoke im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
Whatever you want im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
All of the smoke im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
Whatever you want im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
All my dawgs bite, aint much to it thats it
Ask anybody they gone tell you Rwal aint no bitch
Only worried bout the blues, I can't trip bout no bitch
Said you went saks fifth shopping but you broke as it gets
Bitch I'm plugged up Forreal, Tapped in forreal
If I wasn't bout this rap shit I'd be selling dope forreal
Flipping packs forreal
I don't wanna talk, please don't call
Please don't text
That bitch think I like her, but I use her for the neck
'Bout a bitch I cannot stress
'Bout my bread i'm bout a check
All fun and games until I press
All fun and games until a nigga f*ck around And up the tech
You mad at me for nothing
Your bitch wanna f*ck me
All of the smoke im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
Whatever you want im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
All of the smoke im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
Whatever you want im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
All of the smoke im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
Whatever you want im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
All of the smoke im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
Whatever you want im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
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English

All of the smoke im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
Whatever you want im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
All of the smoke im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
Whatever you want im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
All of the smoke im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
Whatever you want im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
All of the smoke im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
Whatever you want im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
I'm wanted like FBI
Bitch ain't no you and I
A killa like CSI
Put me on criminal minds
Bitch these hands my weapon
Bitch I got hands like kevin
Owens, lil bitch i'm already knowin'
She happy, she clappin', she know it
I need me a bag just to throw it, just to throw it
I buy me a bottle I po' it
For all my dead homies, I po' it
She say that I talk like a poet
I put on my poker face
Talk to her nice and she buy it, she buy it
Can't talk about shit 'less I buy it
I need drip, high end
Ain't nothing coming from my end
I plead the fifth, I'm silent
I block her number, she wildin'
I put my phone on silent
Ballin' like Andrew Bynum
Said he lookin' for me I find 'em
I pack him and take all his items
All of the smoke im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
Whatever you want im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
All of the smoke im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
Whatever you want im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
All of the smoke im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
Whatever you want im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
All of the smoke im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
Whatever you want im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
All my dawgs bite, aint much to it thats it
Ask anybody they gone tell you Rwal aint no bitch
Only worried bout the blues, I can't trip bout no bitch
Said you went saks fifth shopping but you broke as it gets
Bitch I'm plugged up Forreal, Tapped in forreal
If I wasn't bout this rap shit I'd be selling dope forreal
Flipping packs forreal
I don't wanna talk, please don't call
Please don't text
That bitch think I like her, but I use her for the neck
'Bout a bitch I cannot stress
'Bout my bread i'm bout a check
All fun and games until I press
All fun and games until a nigga f*ck around And up the tech
You mad at me for nothing
Your bitch wanna f*ck me
All of the smoke im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
Whatever you want im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
All of the smoke im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
Whatever you want im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
All of the smoke im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
Whatever you want im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
All of the smoke im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
Whatever you want im widdit, im widdit, im widdit
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Writer: Rwal Reech
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