Lyrics:
Nashe, might just pop it on a handstand
Hitmaka
Right Now Sound
I'm the shit
I know I'm the shit
Yeah, I'm super lit
If you don't buy me what
the Patek face
Cop a new coupe, no top, that's the Cali' way
Drop a lil' check, everybody lit (lit)
Drop a lil' check, everybody rich (rich)
Drop a lil'
lit down on Henry Lee
Come take him by his lily-white hands
Come take him by his feet
And throw him in this deep, deep well
That's more than one
lit down on Henry Lee
Come take him by his lily-white hands
Come take him by his feet
And throw him in this deep, deep well
That's more than one
Man in the middle
Merebank kid
Hotter than lit
Dummies ain't dumbing it down like this
Man in the middle
Merebank kid
Hotter than lit
Dummies ain't
lit we blew the fuse
We too lit we blew the fuse
We too lit we blew the fuse
Out here by the ocean with a couple hotties sipping something cool
And we
on the gram ackin' like they know me
Niggas on my dm, like can you post this?
I made a name for myself and i did it all by myself
Stayed true to myself
Fuck
by the sound of my tone
Yeah
Look like I'm covered in gold
Wait
That's just my natural glow
Really I'm richer in spirit and actual flow
You hear it, I
Remember all the time I was broke now a nigga really got it lit
We kick it with my brother in his new house now a nigga got it lit
Remember all
Niggas left me for dead and I came back lit
'Fore they take me alive imma bang my clip
Red beam on the nine give me aim, can't miss
Lean to the side
It’s lit, she lit
We lit, a flick
The drip, legit
The wrist, don’t tick
Ayee litty, litty, litty, litty (wait)
Drippy drippy drippy (whew)
litty litty
I just met a bad bitch right on the gram
Every time we talk she be
Fighting with her man
Everything lit I got ass on demand
Everything lit I got cash
don't mind me im lit
Call me Amazon by all the packs that I serve
Give em out to da hood give em to da burbs
I might fuck dis bitch once and den kick
When you lit you could live like this
I'm finna pour me up (yeah)
When you lit you could live like this
I'm finna pour me up (yeah)
When you lit you
nights, judgment lead astray
But that vibe ain't lit when the party goes away
That might have been your day-to-day
But that vibe ain't lit when the party
My chick pop up in a 9'6
Impala, saucy like fish sticks
Cream inside, peanut butter outdo'
Chill by the lake, then we dip to the sideshow
Hit
My chick pop up in a 96 Impala
Saucy like fish sticks
Cream inside, peanut butter out'do
Chill by the lake then we dip to the sideshow
Hit the bull
Guide me in all truth
Let my way
Be lit by you
Ohhh
Guide me in all truth
Let my way
Be lit by you
Spirit of truth
Come
Father and Spirit
Son
is one night
Babygirl don't you cry
Imma be by your side
Imma be by your side
Mad mad mad say she make the room lit
Say she make the room lit
Marj said be home by 9
No way can I let that slide
We stay lit on these sides
I don't know what you think this is (Lol)
PG no guidance needed (None)
the streets cold
I know the street code
I’m raised by the g code
I’m hood but I’m smart that’s
The cheat code we know
Yes we on lit AUDEMARS flex
I’m ball out
Bitch I know I'm shit
Bet yo hoe want the dick
On the stage with some hoes
By the pole and it's lit brought my pole in this bitch
You can get smoked in
is my enemy
I don't need stimulants I got the energy
Judge me by my music not by my pigment, bitch
Look me in my eyes you can tell I'm off a pill
But
I’m just getting lit
Ay
I never quit
Ay
I’m just getting lit
Ay
I never quit
Yip yip
I’m just getting lit
Ay
I never quit
Ay
I’m just getting lit
Ay
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