Lyrics:
the muddy homeland
Me and mah homeboy nigga we litty
We smoke them niggas like hallo
Oh oh Ouh lit with my homeboys
Gangin' from south side peepin' with
I don’t know
What to do
Whenever my gut is
Lit in neon flares
I don’t know
How to explain
Why do I always have to explain
Everything
With every
lying on me fo
Had a Jordan year with 23 ho’s
Bitch I’m a savage with 21 flows
I’m known in the streets
Kicking 19 doughs
By the age of 17
I was
collide
Yea
We keep it lit the glow ain't no facade
The connection divine
And you are the light
Light it up
Light it up
Yea
And you are the light
And its
Lit from the stars car got no ceiling
Both in the back making out who's steering
She don't like magic when I'm disappearing
Lit from the stars car
[Verse]
Xo girl were more then friends
I can tell by that you're strutting in
Got a lot on your mind
What you want to vent
Not the devil in
be honest
Pockets they look like forest
They wanna hang I’m like no no
Burn up the pot like I’m Harris
I keep it lit like I’m Vegas
Getting the gwap
Aye hold up let's get lit
Bless the bottle
Take a shot
Or take a sip nigga aha
Aye we being cautious
In the middle of the living room playing mafia
said they with the shits
And they trying get lit
I brung the gang to the party
I can't turn up by myself
I brung the gang to the party
Cause I need
At the park on the bench
We roll up the equip then get lit
Till it don't make no sense
The room is turning gray now
Lighters flick until I burn a way out
Smoke
(I'm drunk as hell)
(Nah for real, I'm loaded)
Riding with that stick stick
Wooh, glory guy
Oooh, I heard that she lit lit
She just want to lick it
with a mean ass drip
Got damn it I'm lit
Already on ten before I came in this bitch
Imma pop my shit
Imma pop my shit
Imma pop my shit
Nigga came through
Gotta get it on my own
Doing better by myself
Things were better back then
Way before I had a phone
I was always in the zone
I ain't into all
Gotta get it on my own
Doing better by myself
Things were better back then
Way before I had a phone
I was always in the zone
I ain't into all
to hide behind
Blinded by all the lights
Ain't nothing change change change
Its all the same same same
It's all the same
I took the game on as I lit
Gotta get it on my own
Doing better by myself
Things were better back then
Way before I had a phone
I was always in the zone
I ain't into all
bitch I'm lit (yea)
Now who the Fuck is you?
Like peek-a-boo
Look at you
Then young n***a, mehnn you a fool,
N***a I'm heading to the top
Look at me I'm
shots in this clip
When I shoot, a n**** don't miss
I done put a few 6 feet deep
A n**** must be John Wick
Why these n***** actin' so lit?
Man, these
This really ain't nothing to me, could go hard but I'd rather just do it with ease
I flew to Jamaica just for a tan, to take pics by the pool,
bend ya back so
Under me drinks you know how me act up
Green pun de side get ready for lit up
No bother fe fight up tonight me agga
Hook 2
Tek it way
One night a foufs my big one
2 bottle a in my hand so lit bruh
Stole you from two, oh shit hun
Fill let’s find a quiet spot for a quick fuck
First
pussy squirt
My b****** don't play no games my b****** they go to work
Whole place on Flame
Whole place lit up
OG skipman and y'all n***** know what's up
in the day no one people to big
Up
Step by step, and BAD on all on your platforms
Bitch, its night time and dough ...
All over your trap club !
I'm
its Saturday
We gone turn it up
Up, up, up, up (ohh)
We gone turn it up
Up, up, up, up (ohh)
Diamonds on my wrist like froze (Froze)
We gone get lit
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