Lyrics:
language (it's lit)
Eating that punane got my bangs wet (eat it up)
We gon' have to change for the banquet (drippin')
Solo with Mulsanne is not the same
smokin' on somethin'
Have you smokin' on somethin'
Lit, lit, lit, lit like Bic
SremmLife shit, bendin' by 6
2 by 2, 4 by 4
SremmLife shit, don't
Same shit, different drink
Same shit, different drink
It wasn't pretty
But here's a little ditty
About jack and diet
We shoulda known we were flirtin'
that rep colors is doing the same thing
Pass it to the left so I can smoke on me
A couple drive-bys in the hood lately (chyea)
Couple of IV's with
Shit changed, don't entertain the same women
Drunk, woozy, ooh, I like your vibe
Let's stop by the Jacuzzi
And I like your frame in La Perla, Gucci
you think that other prick's hot?
I'll drink gasoline and eat a lit match
'Fore I sit back and let 'em get hotter
Better call the cops on 'em quick
different shit
She on some up at 9 AM already cookin' in the kitchen shit
And lately we've been fightin' on some, "why-you-love-these-strippers?" shit
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
(Yeah)
Everywhere I go, it's the same hoes (damn)
Oh, you keep a bad bitch? I keep a bankroll (ooh)
Bitch, talkin' 'bout, "Dolph, can I hit your
Like 2 Chainz, nigga
I'm different, I'm different
I'm different, I'm different
Shit different, lit different
Drip different, sip different
gonna twist up)
In the V.I.P
It's a new day, and if you ever knew Dre
Motherfucker, you would say I was the new Dre
Same Impala, different spokes
Same
a face in a martini crowd
He drinks long neck Bud and gets a little loud
The mans back on his feet
He's an uptown down-home good ol boy
In a business
(these days)
Same old nigga
No, I'm not trippin'
I just move a little different these
Day after day go by
Can't nobody change my mind
I got money
born in '87, my grand daddy a legend
Now the same shit that y'all was smoking is my profession
Let's get it
They must be on the dick of who?
They
when I sip
Big chips watch me flex with ease
Baddie by my side she just watch me get it how I please
It's Lit, lit, lit, lit
Lit, lit, lit, lit
Shit we
globally grown
If you ain't know that by now, then you was totally wrong
I just left Miami, came back to Oakland, my home
This shit I'm smokin' is Flower
The mark of the beasts
The same nigga leashed like, uh, uh
If I could get one of the homies to
Save the little money he gets, uh
We could be all lit
If I can
the same rebel that never settled
Pullin' strings like Geppeto who overcame the ghetto
And I know you wrote me and I still ain't answered
'Cause shit is
who's king of this fuckin' English lit'?
Let your middle fingers flip on each hand, while extending the shit
How low can you go? Lower then Chuck D, ho
Every weekend do it my way
Get a bottle nigga get lit
Drink a bottle and forget shit
I've been working hard all week
I just really wanna party
I just
lie to me
And pretend to be what you're not
Don't play the stupid game
'Cause I'm a different kind of girl
Every record sounds the same
You got
on 24s
Got the Caddy sitting on a
Pair of Gucci penny-loafs
I get money, fk wit bitches that give me mo'
Man, you know da game
Same shit different hoes
We
I'm just a nut tryna bust a nut in the nut shell
Used to say fuck the police, now I say fuck jail
Same shit, different air freshner
I don't play boy, I
these hoes, I need quarantine
In the same league, but we don't ball the same
(Ah) She want all the fame, I hear that shit all the time
She said she
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