Lyrics:
full of lits and buttons,
Words on game,
What you think dont matter young boy, ukware,
get that doe, ama run for it gotta get that loaf,
That good life
Je te retrouverai sur le bord de ton lit en silence
Juste avant l’infini
Je te retrouverai sur le banc d’un taxi qui avance
Tout seul dans la nuit
so slow mo
On a double-stack XO
About to snatch the next hoe
Don't act like you weren't struck when I entered the do'
Lit the fuck up, blinding like
the owner
just thought found
It ain't lost it's change of order
Insane it sorta fits
Well like a flame, it's lit
I'll be upon my way with it
Away we went
that be filming and cutting for different scenes
Applause to craw, B, Reilly, Torres & D
Who was giving a shoulder when I just needed to lean
Lemme pause
after we lit
Blue jacket on me like paddington did
Like paddington did
Yuh
Baby i think imma fold
That's Why you can't come for my soul
Fuck it ok
a snake i'd lay in a lake and say all that Satan shit
Lately kids have been making statements hating on greatest hits
Players faking it, claiming they're
and he screams from the top of the stairs
But nobody hears nobody cares
He says boys
Are we having fun yet
He lit his first fire when he turned thirteen
An Gucci kicks
5k Thats on my fit
we hella lit
(Aye)
Check what im sippin
Yeah I Twist it while i remix it
Put my problems in my blunt
Thats why
Sipping on a 5th of Patron nigga
I'm lit, look I got a lot going on
So pour me up I got put it in song
First off, I tried to make you my Queen
niggas should stop it
They call me the prophet
That's stacking a profit
So I ain't got no time for the fuck shit
Non-rapping niggas swear they dumb lit
a tradition tho
On those short school days man I miss em tho
Hiking and biking through the rolling hills we passed time
And summer seventeen we knew it'd be
Wooh!
Working days week by week
That will make me wanna drink
Every Fridays I got lit
Should I really need to quit
Daddy miss to take a little
I pray these seasons change and free me from this cage
I can't apologize for all my missteps
It'd take to long to right the wrongs of my distress
Role model to this business
And I always keep it lit yea
Everywhere I go ima shut em down
Ima run the town
ima move like a pro now
Everywhere I’ve been I
this cold world has to offer I be Litty off the cbd
Little bit of thc
Mix it wit the liquor got me thinkin im a g.o.d
Holy water father bless the tap
got all those bodies from homis these shotties be sending some shots at your neck
Ice in my veins but that ain’t from baguettes
Feeling like D-Lo don’t
unless you gang
Pullin' up in a new whip
Now you see me like who this
Truth is I'm ruthless and on the beat I'm just too lit
Iced out dawg pipe down
I'm
Okay
Hi did I hit you at a bad time
Did you really think I’d make it easy on you niggas It ain’t never that time
I got niggas in the studio jocking
THE RIGHT PRESCRIPTION|TO FIX THE BROKEN HEARTED||MAN BEHIND THIS CIGARETTE|GOIN' CRAZY GETTIN' LIT|SEEING HER WITH SOMEONE ELSE||CAUSE SHE SHE JUST TOOK HIS
WHEN YOU GOT RED DIRT, WHO NEEDS WHITE SAND|I'D TAKE A MARGARITA OR A COLD CAN|ON A FRONT PORCH SWING WITH A VIEW|LONG AS IT'S YOU SITTING THERE NEXT
If it's not me then who (Then who)
You just mad it ain't you (You, youuuu)
A-Got damn, I'm still at it
I'm with the shits
I'm getting lit, I'm acting
no grapple rhymes are meant to shake n rattle
Poke and prod me til we lit and we all look like cattle
Politically corrects laughable you look baffled
if i could shop where i could live.
as i can read, so i'd write books,
if i could eat where i could cook
where talkers have a place to meet,
where
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