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Be With Me Video (MV)




Performed By: 17azael
Length: 2:55
Written by: Austin Polanco




17azael - Be With Me Lyrics




Baby can you be with me
Poured a small pint of that lean
Fronting hard what is you smokin'
Got four cups who wanna pour it
Gonna crush xans she gon' snort it
Got 2 toolies gave one to my brodie
Got a huge crush bae can you be my shorty
Said you got a man, bae he not important

Banana clips smoking woods they imported
If I gave you my heart bae where you gon' store it
In a lock box, gon' swallow the key, anything for you
Bae you so important
Baby please, please do not start it
I don't wanna argue bae stop all the fightin'
Smokin' gas, it smell like some cottage
I'm stealing your heart, don't claim that I lost it
YGA, got a rollie then lost it
2 Glocks, i'm not scared to pop it
Akimbo shorty baby just you and me
Paradise baby just you and me
Lame niggas can't be comparing to me
Gave you my heart and you threw it away
In a lock box, you threw it away
Said I was safe then you threw it away
Gave you my heart and you gave it away
I was on tour, moving through states
Broke my own heart bitch you smokin' on shakes

You a demon
You a demon
Gave you my heart and you gave it away
For attention, you is fiending
I ain't pussy f*ck ya feelings
For a bitch, I ain't weepin'
Four hoes, and they screamin'
My name
My name
My name
My name

I'm off a xan, i'm geekin'
You sober, but you tweakin'
If you love me then mean it
You're so toxic gotta leave it
I need time to heal it
I'm sorry do you hear me
My wrist cold, anemic
Saw the keys, you gon' steal em
I'm f*cked up, off a bean
I feel good, off the lean
I smell good, perfume
Side bitch and you knew
Saw the texts and a nude
This shit ain't new
I don't care and you knew
F*ck how you feel and ya dude
I shouldn't care but I do
I guess I miss you
Let me take you out for food
Let me blow a bag on you
Let me blow a bag on you
F*ck what he do
Anything he can do
I can do it better
I can make you wetter
F*ck what he do

Baby can you be with me
Poured a small pint of lean
Fronting hoe, what is you smokin'
Got four cups, who wanna pour it
Gon' crush xans, she gon' snort it
Got 2 toolies, give one to my brodie
Got a crush bae, can you be my shorty
Baby be with me
Small pint of lean
Fronting hard, you smokin'
Four cups, who pour it
Crush xans, she snort it
2 toolies, my brodie
Huge crush, my shorty
Huge crush on my shorty
Said you got a man, he not important
Clips, imported
If I gave you my heart you gon' store it
For attention, you is fiending
Baby girl you a demon
Gave you my heart and you gave it away
For attention, you is fiending
For a bitch I ain't weepin
Four hoes and they screamin'
My name
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Baby can you be with me
Poured a small pint of that lean
Fronting hard what is you smokin'
Got four cups who wanna pour it
Gonna crush xans she gon' snort it
Got 2 toolies gave one to my brodie
Got a huge crush bae can you be my shorty
Said you got a man, bae he not important

Banana clips smoking woods they imported
If I gave you my heart bae where you gon' store it
In a lock box, gon' swallow the key, anything for you
Bae you so important
Baby please, please do not start it
I don't wanna argue bae stop all the fightin'
Smokin' gas, it smell like some cottage
I'm stealing your heart, don't claim that I lost it
YGA, got a rollie then lost it
2 Glocks, i'm not scared to pop it
Akimbo shorty baby just you and me
Paradise baby just you and me
Lame niggas can't be comparing to me
Gave you my heart and you threw it away
In a lock box, you threw it away
Said I was safe then you threw it away
Gave you my heart and you gave it away
I was on tour, moving through states
Broke my own heart bitch you smokin' on shakes

You a demon
You a demon
Gave you my heart and you gave it away
For attention, you is fiending
I ain't pussy f*ck ya feelings
For a bitch, I ain't weepin'
Four hoes, and they screamin'
My name
My name
My name
My name

I'm off a xan, i'm geekin'
You sober, but you tweakin'
If you love me then mean it
You're so toxic gotta leave it
I need time to heal it
I'm sorry do you hear me
My wrist cold, anemic
Saw the keys, you gon' steal em
I'm f*cked up, off a bean
I feel good, off the lean
I smell good, perfume
Side bitch and you knew
Saw the texts and a nude
This shit ain't new
I don't care and you knew
F*ck how you feel and ya dude
I shouldn't care but I do
I guess I miss you
Let me take you out for food
Let me blow a bag on you
Let me blow a bag on you
F*ck what he do
Anything he can do
I can do it better
I can make you wetter
F*ck what he do

Baby can you be with me
Poured a small pint of lean
Fronting hoe, what is you smokin'
Got four cups, who wanna pour it
Gon' crush xans, she gon' snort it
Got 2 toolies, give one to my brodie
Got a crush bae, can you be my shorty
Baby be with me
Small pint of lean
Fronting hard, you smokin'
Four cups, who pour it
Crush xans, she snort it
2 toolies, my brodie
Huge crush, my shorty
Huge crush on my shorty
Said you got a man, he not important
Clips, imported
If I gave you my heart you gon' store it
For attention, you is fiending
Baby girl you a demon
Gave you my heart and you gave it away
For attention, you is fiending
For a bitch I ain't weepin
Four hoes and they screamin'
My name
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Writer: Austin Polanco
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