Still Wit' It - Retch

Yo, lighting blunts in the stairway still

Like I ain’t just perform in front of 8,000 motherfuckers

Still 'bout it motherfucker

Still hopping out the store, grab some dutches and some Backs

Got this one Hodgy nigga, still be coming through with Act

I still get into it, still I’m hopping, doing hand-in-hand

If it’s beef, say no more, still run up and snuff ya mans

Still walk the same streets, police still up on my dick

They will lock me up, bail right out, still be on that shit

Still crispy ups, I been fly since the 6th grade

And I’m still shooting at niggas myself 'til this day

Still fucking bitches other niggas in love with

Still link up in person to talk drug shit

Still wylin' out on 46th

Still take a nigga pack and smoke that shit up with my clique

Still punch you out your jacket if I like it and it fit

Still with the motherfucking shit, nigga

Still wit' it

Still wit' it

Might catch me in a gray brim fitted

Nigga, still wit' it

Still wit' it

Still wit' it, nigga

Uh, Smoke a lucy in the corner store, when times is rough

Still hit Mike backyard just to smoke a blunt

Still with the jux, nigga got it, nigga, say the word

Green light, grab the pipe, he get got the night

Still dumping in the streets, still thugging it

Still fuck a local bitch for the love of it

Still pouring up for Yams, still drugging it

Blackout Boyz never die, mafia, the covenant

Still roll dolo with the pole on me

Still rock polo that I stole on me

Still fuck them niggas that done told on me

Cause I’m still holdin dog and I said don’t fold on me

Still fucking with the billy’s on the east side

I’m still smoking silly out the G-Ride

Nigga, still wit' it

Still wit' it, nigga

Still wit' it

Still wit' it, nigga