We Lit Lyrics

We lit

All my niggas on go for real

I can't lie me and my opps been playing tic tac toe for years

But we up the score

Every time they look they see a killing

Knock knock check the door

Yeah really

Pussy ass don't come outside cause that nigga scared really

Bro been tweaking all on live he ain't moving carefully

You can see it in my eyes I'm off them percs heavily

Check the news clips bitch y'all been dying every week

We lit

Keep the back door open I don't care who come inside

I don't think them niggas want to die so they ain't find to try it

Headstones and close caskets that's how we notarized

If he ain't a most wanted pimp then I don't know that guy

Lit lit lit lit lit for real

Fat boy steady dissing

He gone see just how this blick feel

I can peep the tension

I been spinning like a windmill

Homicidal vision

I like killing I can't sit still

Talk to little Jerm on the phone

He like fuck that beef shit

Where I'm from

Niggas don't make it home

We in the streets with it

Keep a gun I won't die alone

I'm taking 3 with me

9 times out of 10 niggas hoes

They some weak bitches

We lit

All my niggas on go for real

I can't lie me and my opps been playing tic tac toe for years

But we up the score

Every time they look they see a killing

Knock knock check the door

Yeah really

Pussy ass don't come outside cause that nigga scared really

Bro been tweaking all on live he ain't moving carefully

You can see it in my eyes I'm off them percs heavily

Check the news clips bitch y'all been dying every week

We lit

Fuck the opposition ain't no way it's competition

I was still out getting my hustle on without a pot to piss in

From the trenches

We don't post our guns but we post with the killers

Fuck the mentions

Bro say don't respond but it keep fucking with me

Fresco died

I been drinking

Shit been fucking up my kidneys

Pop a perc

Just to see who I can trust

Who really with me

Keep a 30

But I got a switch so I'm gone need a 50

Dale said bro that nigga dead

Fuck that I'm gone keep on blicking

We lit

All my niggas on go for real

I can't lie me and my opps been playing tic tac toe for years

But we up the score

Every time they look they see a killing

Knock knock check the door

Yeah really

Pussy ass don't come outside cause that nigga scared really

Bro been tweaking all on live he ain't moving carefully

You can see it in my eyes I'm off them percs heavily

Check the news clips bitch y'all been dying every week

We lit