XTC - With Me Lyrics

I got greens, I got greens, on me, yeah
I got greens,
Greens, blues, guap on me, I got your bae in the cut with me
I just spent what he makes in a week on a motherf*ckin' belt, yeah, I'm talking

At Celine Yeah, your bae is in the cut with me
And his boots is from Docs, mine from Balenci
And his bae talk on the low, but she a fan me
How you try to switch up, you was on my team

After you was on my team, how she try to switch, next day come back to me
How she try to switch? We was in love that was yesterday
So I told her take it slow no that's all fine with me
Off White mix it with the Chrome but I had to find more swag
Talking about all that trust she switched anyway
Talking about all that trust she switched anyway
I care more about the greens and blues, more, I care more about the

Greens, blues, guap on me, I got your bae in the cut with me
I just spent what he makes in a week on a motherf*ckin' belt, yeah, I'm talking
Yeah his bitch is in the cut with me
Yeah, with me, with me, with me, with me, no

Surrounded by these thots, I hit once and go
Pop 2-CB, go up I'm going to f*cking float
Caps of shrooms I popped 6gs, that's the day I sold my soul
That's the way I stay up in the new world like it's death note

Go back to him, go back to average joe I got weed, lean I got Pills, sell it for the low
Like I said, go back to him, yeah, you won't have more fun
I rock Vetements, he rocks, he rocks Lacoste I got greens like it's Lacoste
Miami-Dade, South Beach, ball like LeBron

Feds tryna look for me, Balenci from head to toe
Yeah, they tryna look for me, that's the only way to find me though
Only way to find me though
If they lookin' for the teen, in the Balenciaga Mode

Bad bitch, yeah, she stay with me, no, she won't get out the cut
Pull up, pop like ecstasy, not your day, your out of luck