Lyrics:
i’ll be lit lit lit
tell me do you got a situation
just one night with you
like a bae-cation
let’s hit the valet
and hop in the whip
yeah yeah
ima turn
dirty and them want fi catch we blaze it
Riding Round with my blunt lit, riding round with my blunt lit
Bad bitch riding shot gun, her titties bounce
Big shit nigga I talk big shit
And my wrist lit yeah you know my wrist lit
All this jewelry, got me looking like a quick lick
Can’t catch me with
It rains too much here
For me to be happy all the time
It's alright
It's cool
Yeah, I'm fine
'Cause a glass of red wine
By the fireside is nice
But
her legs over head by nightfall
Girl I'm way too lit, I'm way too live
They like my lingo, they like my ride
Big boy rim on skinny ass tires
Shawty I'll
Said it hit different
Cumming consistent
Tongue when we kissing
Thumb in ya bum, going dumb, going ignant
Getting lit lit
Working out: Fitbit
Work
getting money
Now my bro’s lit
Lit Lit
I done fell in love
With them road trips
Road trips
AP on the wrist
It ain’t frozen
Frozen
I done fell in love
With
card
setting up this residual Income
So I can be remembered by my great ones
What I want I get
What I want I get
I keep it lit aye
I keep it lit aye
What
Quick summers
We be lit, straight coming out
The tick of time running
And ain't no stopping it
Quick summers
We be lit, straight coming out
The tick
by emptying clip
Niggas be talking ain't really ain't shit
Sliding on niggas the fuxk is a diss
Letting them know that luvriichie is it
Play it
On my shit
Yeah i'm lit
Yeah i be up
On my shit
Throw a fit
I finna beat ya
On my shit
Yeah i'm lit
Yeah i be up
On my shit
On my shit
Uh
On my shit
rolling
Lit the stats get rolling
Lit the stats get rolling
If you had
One chance
To make things right
Would you fix it
Or let it fly by
Trap shit
(Trap shit)
We stay lit
(Stay lit)
Trap shit
(Trap shit)
On my fuckin shit
(On my shit)
Trap shit
(Trap shit)
I fucked yo bitch
(Fuck that
Ridin lonely in the whip
30 left to 6:00
Only me and spliff
Guess I'm getting lit
(Lit)
All these thoughts weigh on my soul
Imma let em go
As I blow
everything
Love is in the lit things, loving all the little things, joy is coming for you too!
Love is in the lit things, loving all the little things, joy is
I’m getting lit
I’m getting lit
I’m getting lit
I’m getting lit
Lines of cocaine
Bloody noses and regret
Bathroom stalls
Filled with Ecstasy
Yeah we stayin too lit
Really doin this shit
Turned dreams to reality
Too high to ever miss
Yeah We stayin too lit
Can’t switch
We comin with
dream about digits
Twitchin'
If ion get money I'm bitchin' Fidget
Fuck...
I'm in a bad position (Switchin')
Everything by now should've been different
SoulHopHouse, our business is personal
See this year, fuse lit, time to blow up
Get with shit lit, you know everybody show up
Tell em no, get mad,
to be a myth,
Linked with Megan Fox when I was 6, so I'm forever lit.
(Verse 3)
Now we popping bottles, yeah, the celebration never ends,
Surrounded by
about me
Ego , no bigger when they sing about me
Know too talk sense if you been around me
My soul black to the letter
Write for the wise getting taxed by
And I Swear to god
Put it on my mom that we win
I want the foreign cars
And them foreign broads and I'm in
Four Car garage over six Figures Lit Lit
“ Double Red Cup “
0:10
Yessir
Uh uh uh
0:13
Yea We lit N Dis bit
Double red Cup
Gon po' dat shit
(Gon Po dat shit )
Damn we fried
Junya watanabe on her fit, bad bitch, yeah
Said she wanna leave, but I'm too lit, too lit yea
Diamonds on my teeth and on my wrist, too dripped up
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