Artist: Lil Debbie Album: Debbie Song: Can't Sit Wit Us Typed by: AZ Lyrics Uh, you know what it is Uh, uh, uh, yo We on now, it's game time Kill the game, kill my haters at the same time It's like that, I take mine Take your man, bag your bitch with the same line A bitch bad, the weed good But good pussy keeps you higher than the streets could Double cup got me feelin' hella lit Good livin' 'bout as good as it gets, I'm the shit When the Henny's in the system Ain't no tellin' I don't love 'em, I just diss 'em Fuck is you inhalin'? I'm a pimp by blood, no relation Still M-O-B, no creation Broke hoes tryna get rich with us Hater hoes tryna get lit with us Most of y'all bitches ain't shit to us You don't fit with us, you can't sit with us Broke hoes tryna get rich with us Hater hoes tryna get lit with us Most of y'all bitches ain't shit to us You don't fit with us, you can't sit with us Legend in my city, got that motherfuckin' padlock These have-nots hella heated 'cause I'm mad hot Jackpot, everything I know is dolla bills Whole crew got 'em buzzin' off of poppin' pills This face, pocket full of hunnids with the big face Bitches mad I'm winnin', bein' 6th place Taking all these losses, how that shit tastes? I'm shitfaced Love all my haters 'cause they made me, tho Trendsetter, what the fuck you think they pay me for? Mini-mes envy me, what they wanna be? And to think I ain't even what I'm finna be Broke hoes tryna get rich with us Hater hoes tryna get lit with us Most of y'all bitches ain't shit to us You don't fit with us, you can't sit with us Broke hoes tryna get rich with us Hater hoes tryna get lit with us Most of y'all bitches ain't shit to us You don't fit with us, you can't sit with us