Lit (feat. 4sznz)

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Ayy
8Ball, Bitch
(Billiards)
Ayy, Ayy
All I know is GBF, this is not a set, nigga this respect
Couple niggas from my hood, niggas from the Mac, riding til the death
And I keep my iron on waste side
Niggas take off my plate let 'em taste 9
The jungle get hot cause the snakes hiding
Til' them panthers start climbing the grapevine
Bitch you got robbed by them 8 guys
Nigga killed ya partner but you ain’t ridin'
Fucks the point for all them gang signs
When the blood spill if you ain’t slidin'
I know some bloods but they ain’t slime
I got some plugs on the main line
Drugs sell they self boy we ain’t tryin
So self employed boy we ain’t hiring
These niggas ain’t gone be tamed wild
Animals only know make it out
Black masks when I’m hangin' out
Black flags For them gangsters now
Blue flags cuz my niggas rollin'
8 ball be with bangers wow
Whether people or you nation now
Niggas fighting all these racists now
Know some blocks police scared to route
Busse Ave full of dirt gang
Knew some niggas since they birth age
But I’ll never tell yo ass they first name
And I don’t ever flex a birthplace
It ain't bout where you end up the first place
Cross the gang get a dirt grave
He so fake he just turned jake
Ay
He want the smoke
So it’s lit
First I put in for the drop
Then put my dawgs in ya crib
Young niggas spinnin' them blocks
If we send a shot then you hit
Cuz bitch we don’t shoot in the air
We pull up and air out ya whip, whip
He want the smoke, smoke
So it’s lit
First I put in for the drop, drop
On ya crib
Young niggas spinnin' them blocks, blocks
Then you hit
Cuz bitch we don’t shoot in the air, air
Out ya whip, out ya whip nigga
Huh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m fresh off the streets, I’m fucking ya bitch
Niggas ya know how we rocking
My niggas is with it my brothers be wilding
They toting guns they get it Poppin’
These bitches be grimy they all on my dick
She suckin too rough told her stop it
I’m pushing these limits, taking these chances
Niggas move slimy I’m watching
My cuzzo a shooter I dare you to try him
This 9 in my hand get to rocking
And niggas be plotting,
Can’t get lined once so I gotta stay cautious
And my nigga I’m stylin’
Boom boom aye nigga I’m Wildin'
Swear ya niggas so childish
Boom boom ain’t hear nothing about him
Niggas they broke
I see niggas they tryna provoke
Gotta stay woke
10 rounds and this clip ain’t no joke
Thank god that I tote
No tusslin’
I just up the blick and I blow
Uhh, yeah, I just up the blick and I blow
He want the smoke
So it’s lit
First I put in for the drop
Then put my dawgs in ya crib
Young niggas spinnin' them blocks
If we send a shot then you hit
Cuz bitch we don’t shoot in the air
We pull up and air out ya whip, whip
He want the smoke, smoke
So it’s lit
First I put in for the drop, drop
On ya crib
Young niggas spinnin' them blocks, blocks
Then you hit
Cuz bitch we don’t shoot in the air, air
Out ya whip, out ya whip nigga
Niggas they broke
I see niggas they tryna provoke
Gotta stay woke
10 rounds and this clip ain’t no joke
Thank god that I tote
No tusslin’
I just up the blick and I blow
Uhh, yeah, I just up the blick and I blow
He want the smoke
So it’s lit
First I put in for the drop
Then put my dawgs in ya crib
Young niggas spinnin' them blocks
If we send a shot then you hit
Cuz bitch we don’t shoot in the air
We pull up and air out ya whip, whip
He want the smoke

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