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a rude boy I'm falling.
For a bad boy I'm falling

Boy you lit like. with your swag like
You lit like... with your swag like

Call me on my own anytime

the weed is lit
Speechless because I'm a fiend and shit
Seen this shit so many times, sippin' lean and shit
'Til I go D-O-W-N
But this trouble you in is

I been on my shit
Diamond chokers lit
Heart cold as a bitch
Frío like a fridge
She hydro when she with me she really feel the kid
I got famous

Ay, I'm the thot in the crop top
She touchin' on my mop top, ass like she Kip Sopp
When I hit the stage the crowd lit like a pop rock
TD forever,

These niggas be talking they pockets is fat
And these niggas is lit
Money flipping like them taxes Acrobatics wen they flip
You know them shits is

like they
Were ordered to by Fidel
You ain't lit like this 
Nigga I can tell
They love you more when you exit
Than when you enter
Nipsey Hussle had

never fucking cared about me
I was just a possession to you
Your life is slowly fading in the crimson flames you lit
I was thrown away, cast aside by you

they can't deny me
Niggas is cappers, they creepy and grimy
Rapping for a few months and I'm lit, aye
Did it all by myself, can't tell me shit
Fuck what

Now that they
Rocking to my shit
Got me lit
They mad all
This money
Coming in
They ain't wanna
See me
Go Up
Somebody talking
Bout that bitch
I ain't

lit, yeah
They even sell at target, yeah 
Champion don't got the hype cuz
Fake kids wear it, oh
These scammers calling my phone 
Saying I'm johner from

of Rudolph of which I'm sure you all have heard 
But this part of the story was told to me by a bird 

This little bird had followed Santa 'round the world

up the sauce you be craving
(Aw, Damn)
I'm too lit
(Oou, damn)
Oxygen
Oh, yeah
I'm too lit
They need me like oxygen
(Ayy)
Men, my studio is a trap

The vibe I feel is amazing, got me lit up in the room
The vibe I feel is contagious, It's dripping off me make a pool
The lifestyle that I choose

just go and I get it
All of my niggas they lit and they with it
If you try me, we put one to your fitted
They just be capping but ain't really living

on bags
Why would I quit
Why would I fold
That ain’t the way to put food on the stove
I keep it lit
Stick to code
Road to the money the path that I choose

and his cousin
They hate cuz we lit, combustion
I need my paper in crisp, hundreds
Shawty she play with her clit while we fucking
Call up the gang get you

the crew we be lit and we wilding
When we move we just stick to the silence
Try'n get me some jewels and fly shit
I don’t live by your rules I’m too high

You would think we some shooters by the way that we ball
It's only a few of us you know we keep the circle small. Facts
Me and my bro's just chilling

just show you better
Im lit like a candle, yet harder than ever
Bad Lil Bitch, she done ran up my standards
Been sippin codeine that got mixed with

hit list
And I see what I want for Christmas
Let’s choose a room discuss the business
Just you and I don’t need no witnesses
Candles lit
Poppin’ shit

now, I'm sitting here
Vibin in this golden-lit room

As I wake up from the night
I forget my duties in life
Cause I got nothing anymore
Don't got work

We be whipping yams no no no no Brexit
We be whipping yams no no no no Brexit
We really lit never run like James did
I’m a Cameron but I got

I'm posted up with the squad
Party packed and it's jumping
Disaronno to the head
The blunt lit, so I puffed it
Shawty took me back to me the crib

Sketch pad sketch pad
Sketch pad sketch pad
Sketch pad sketch pad
Sketch pad sketch pad
Rich rich rich rich
Lit lit lit lit
Sketching doodles