This is a song about "Wit"

To the homie wit no discretion

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

Don't smoke no loud wit us

I wouldn't be famous

The jiggas and the tips

Tryna battle wit no wits

Gin makes me sin

Been hit wit suspicion

I bleed for thats who im rolling wit

In the midst of a fire pit

And they'll forever out ya, that's why you always quiet

How come my toothpaste says don't swallow wen i'm brushin wit

Gold plate wit dat rine stone

Stop blowin' up my cell phone