Die Wit Em
Read Die Wit Em lyrics by ScHoolboy Q on LyroVerse, with linked artist context and related song paths.
The page facts to cite before the commentary
Use this page for the lyric text, linked artist context, and any LyroVerse editor's note attached to the song. Listener comments remain user-generated and should not be treated as the primary source.
Die Wit Em
The lyric stays readable and compact here; the note and related paths sit nearby so you do not lose the song while looking for context.
Oh, woo
Oh, yeah
Got that. 40 on my lap, I'm God, nigga
Hit that bitch from yesterday, she mine, nigga
Got that. 223 on me, it dive in ’em (ayy, slide, slide, slide)
You keep talking, bitch, then you can die with 'em, ayy
White chalk on the ground, the squad did it, ayy
One came with two clips, it came with it, ayy
Old school got that leanin', top missing, ayy
’64 side to side, it bounce, ribbit, ayy
Rapping shit we live, we been did it, ayy
Mix and match my bitch, she real different, ayy
Beat my bitches' asses dumb stupid, ayy
911 twin turbine sound foolish, ayy
Couple pieces, gotta have it, uh
Caught a wave, is it magic? Uh
Crush your head, is it magic? Uh
Dropping bodies in the casket, uh
I'm a legend in the set, yeah
Your big homie getting checked, uh
The realest nigga out the West, uh
Makaveli in the flesh, uh
Orange beanie, think about it, uh
Got a pistol out the closet, uh
'Nother mil' to deposit, uh
Heard your record, I'm your father, uh
Switching styles, pick a product, uh
Snatch your bitch up out her Pradas, uh
Hit a lick up in the Pradas, uh
'Nother win for the robbers
Got that. 40 on my lap, I'm God, nigga
Hit that bitch from yesterday, she mine, nigga
Got that. 223 on me, it dive in ’em (ayy, slide, slide, slide)
You keep talking, bitch, then you can die with ’em, ayy
No aim with this kick, I'm wild with it, ayy
Hop out in them trucks, get down, nigga, ayy
Candles lit, he fed the whole corner, ayy
Bitch, don’t call my phone, the feds on us, ayy
One right through your scalp, the wig killer, ayy
New fur on my bitch, it's chinchilla, ayy
This here on my wrist, I been had it, ayy
This here on my hip the real static, uh, ayy
Nigga, my bitch is amazing
Slapping the clip, perfect, uh
Driving the whip, swerving, uh
Balling, mane, Balmain, ayy
See that R.I.C.O, get to hiding, hold on
MAC-90, get to sliding, uh
Step aside, I get to dropping, uh
In my hoodie like I'm posted, uh
Extra O for the Hova, uh
Chuck Taylors, I'm a soldier
Young nigga get to leaking, uh (yeah)
Nigga beat, didn’t get to breathe in
Niggas die every summer, uh
Niggas ride every summer, uh
Bring the heat for the cut-up, uh
Play with sticks, I'm a drummer
Got that. 40 on my lap, I'm God, nigga
Hit that bitch from yesterday, she mine, nigga
Got that. 223 on me, it dive in 'em (ayy, slide, slide, slide)
You keep talking, bitch, then you can die with 'em, ayy
40 on my lap, I'm God, nigga
Hit that bitch from yesterday, she mine, nigga
Got that. 223 on me, it dive in 'em (ayy, slide)
You keep talking, bitch, then you can die with 'em, die with 'em
What this page can answer fast
Who performs "Die Wit Em"?
ScHoolboy Q performs "Die Wit Em", and this lyric page sits inside the ScHoolboy Q catalog on LyroVerse.
Are there related songs to explore after "Die Wit Em"?
Yes. The related section below points to Hands On The Wheel (ft. A$AP Rocky) and CHopstix (feat. Travis Scott) with a short reason for opening each page next.
Where can I find more songs by ScHoolboy Q?
Use the artist link near the top of the page or the related paths section below to keep moving through ScHoolboy Q's lyric pages.
Interpretations, questions, and corrections for this song
Interpretations, questions, memories, and correction notes live together here. The room stays noindex while the best insights are reviewed.
What people are saying
No listener comments on Die Wit Em yet.
A strong comment here is specific: the phrase you keep hearing, the mood you come back for, or the reason this song stays in rotation.
Sign in to post the first listener note. Reporting stays open to everyone.