With It
by BELLA
Summary
"With It" by BELLA dives into themes of loyalty, betrayal, and the harsh realities of street life. It’s a bold declaration of independence and resilience, showcasing a no-nonsense attitude in a tough world.
Full Analysis
The song gives off a raw and gritty vibe, reflecting the struggles of trust and survival in a harsh environment. BELLA makes it clear that she’s been let down by fake friends and has no time for drama. The lyrics convey a sense of strength and defiance, highlighting her ability to stand alone and navigate through the chaos around her. It’s not just about toughness; it’s about being real and staying true to oneself.
Verse 1
I'm a witted ass bitch, don't need to keep a crew
Lil' shorty and you know I only trust the coup
I'm a witted ass bitch, and we can roll the do
Put my dub in the air, what you wanna do?
In this opening verse, BELLA sets the tone with confidence. She’s proud of her smarts and independence, emphasizing she doesn't rely on a group for validation. The mention of trusting only “the coup” suggests she values loyalty and authenticity. It’s also a playful invitation to hang out, showing she’s open to having fun but on her own terms.
Chorus
I'm a witted ass fool, no need to fake the funk
You can bring your whole crew, and you can all get punked
I'm an active ass fool, no need to bark a little
Chunking four fingers up, two twisted in the middle
The chorus reinforces her street credibility while also calling out the fakes. BELLA's assertiveness shines through, as she confidently challenges anyone to bring their crew. The gestures she describes symbolize her toughness and unwillingness to back down. It’s a catchy hook that makes her defiance memorable.
Verse 2
So many times that I done trust all these bitches
Instead of making dough, they wanna talk who they been kissing
Stupid ass homies turn they back and now they dissing
Motherfucker slick, buddy, got cock slipping
Here, BELLA reflects on past betrayals. She’s frustrated with those who prioritize gossip over real success. The lines show how loyalty can be fleeting, especially when people reveal their true colors. It’s a relatable sentiment, where trust is broken, and it’s clear she’s learned the hard way.
Chorus
How you say you G when you speaking on my name?
This out to them bitches who they clean, they in a gang
Fuck your whole set, bitch, fuck what you bang
When you ain't around your homies, then you wouldn't say a thing
In this repetition of the chorus, BELLA dives deeper into the theme of authenticity. She questions the credibility of those who claim to be tough but talk behind her back. It’s a powerful statement about the difference between real gangsters and those who just pretend to be. She’s not afraid to call them out, showing her strength.
Verse 3
Told them I'm a thug, but I'd rather be with you
Smoking on a blunt, anything I wanna do
Heard they ain't like it while they dissing with the crew
That bitch got dropped, now she telling all the news
This verse takes a turn, showing a softer side. BELLA acknowledges her tough persona but admits she prefers chill moments with someone special. It’s a nice contrast that shows there’s more to her than just bravado. The mention of gossip again highlights how the streets are filled with drama and betrayal.
Chorus
Knew they was a rat, it's a race to the bank
I keep it with my shit, staying loyal to my grave
Stupid ass bitch, what the fuck did you think?
My bitch in a suit loaded with an AK
In this part, the chorus emphasizes loyalty and the consequences of betrayal. BELLA’s commitment to staying true to herself and her people shines through. The imagery of her partner being armed adds to the tough narrative, showing that she’s surrounded by loyalty but also danger.
Bridge
Grew up in the jungle where so many trying to harm you
Watching all the cars, but homie pulled up in a mongoose
Busting off some shots, no holding back, he let them all loose
Your mama watched the news, that's how she heard somebody shot you
In the bridge, BELLA paints a vivid picture of her dangerous environment. The "jungle" metaphor captures the chaos and violence she navigates daily. It’s a stark reminder of the realities of street life, where danger lurks around every corner. The mention of a mother finding out about violence through the news adds a deep emotional layer, showing the real-life impact of these situations.
Outro
Homies all upset, load up the G, they want revenge
Pulled up to they stack, I fall when I, that's what they'll get
The cycle keeps on spinning as they catch somebody slipping
'Cause ain't no happy ending, it's either death in time or prison
The outro wraps up the song with a grim reality check. BELLA acknowledges the cycle of violence and revenge that plagues her community. It’s a heavy conclusion that hits hard, reminding listeners that not everyone makes it out alive. This reinforces the song's overall message about the dangers of street life and the importance of loyalty.
Closing Thoughts
Overall, "With It" is a strong anthem of independence and resilience. BELLA's lyrics reflect her experiences with betrayal and the harsh realities of her environment. Through her confident delivery and vivid imagery, she invites listeners into her world, making it relatable and impactful. It's a reminder to stay true to yourself in a world full of fakes and drama.
Full Lyrics
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Lil' shorty and you know I only trust the coup
I'm a witted ass bitch, and we can roll the do
Put my dub in the air, what you wanna do?
I'm a witted ass fool, no need to fake the funk
You can bring your whole crew, and you can all get punked
I'm an active ass fool, no need to bark a little
Chunking four fingers up, two twisted in the middle
So many times that I done trust all these bitches
Instead of making dough, they wanna talk who they been kissing
Stupid ass homies turn they back and now they dissing
Motherfucker slick, buddy, got cock slipping
How you say you G when you speaking on my name?
This out to them bitches who they clean, they in a gang
Fuck your whole set, bitch, fuck what you bang
When you ain't around your homies, then you wouldn't say a thing
Told them I'm a thug, but I'd rather be with you
Smoking on a blunt, anything I wanna do
Heard they ain't like it while they dissing with the crew
That bitch got dropped, now she telling all the news
Knew they was a rat, it's a race to the bank
I keep it with my shit, staying loyal to my grave
Stupid ass bitch, what the fuck did you think?
My bitch in a suit loaded with an AK
I'm a witted ass bitch, don't need to keep a crew
Little shorty and you know I only trust the coup
I'm a witted ass bitch, and we can roll the deuce
Put my dub in the air, what you wanna do?
I'm a witted ass fool, don't need a fake to fuck
You can bring your whole crew, and you can all get punked
I'm an active ass fool, don't need to bark a little
Chunking four fingers up, two twisted in the middle
Grew up in the jungle where so many trying to harm you
Watching all the cars, but homie pulled up in a mongoose
Busting off some shots, no holding back, he let them all loose
Your mama watched the news, that's how she heard somebody shot you
Homies all upset, load up the G, they want revenge
Pulled up to they stack, I fall when I, that's what they'll get
The cycle keeps on spinning as they catch somebody slipping
'Cause ain't no happy ending, it's either death in time or prison
No need to fuss or fret, that's how life is up in the west
No time to second guess, are you a victim or the threat?
By the time that you retire and look back at what it got you
Your name will fade away as generations start to follow
Open up a bottle and keep drinking 'till you wobble
As homies start to topple, feel your heart begin to hollow
And wifey never calls you 'cause the homies gotta run loose
And now your biggest problem is the fucking hood forgot you
I'm a witted ass bitch, don't need to keep a crew
Little shorty and you know I only trust the coup
I'm a witted ass bitch, and we can roll the deuce
Put my dub in the air, what you wanna do?
I'm a witted ass fool, don't need a fake to fuck
You can bring your whole crew and you can all get punked
I'm an active ass fool, don't need to bark a little
Chunking four fingers up, two twisted in the middle