Lit Lyrics

Aye scooter you got this shit knocking

Had to stay down for the come up only reason I got rich

Feel like Sahbabii pull up wit a stick (hey)

Naked bitches walk around my house a Pituation

Im addicted to this money ATM send invitations

Lit Lit Im Lit (its lit)

Everything bout me lit lit its lit (its lit)

Everything bout me lit lit i'm litski

Everything bout me lit lit its litski

Everything super lit

Everything riding push start

Everything super lit look at my garage

Hit her one time gotta hit her some more

She told me she like my dick in her throat

They know i'm in charge i'm taking the score

He in his feelings cause I hit his hoe

Im on a yacht no jetski

I got her throat yessirski

I had to get lit cause I was just poor

I gotta detox I gotta get ghost

Cant come to this side you hate on the low

Stay in the yo, i'm counting my chos

They had to pick on the one they chose

Gotta do it tor me I wont sell my soul

Had to stay down for the come up only reason I got rich

Feel like Sahbabii pull up wit a stick (hey)

Naked bitches walk around my house a Pituation

Im addicted to this money ATM send invitations

Lit Lit Im Lit (im lit)

Everything bout me lit lit its lit (its lit)

Everything bout me lit lit i'm litski

Everything bout me lit lit its litski

I cant talk to him because I know that nigga broke

You can check inside my pockets and you know I up the score

All these bitches come to my side cause they know we over lit

I grab that stick I send a blitz blocka blocka bitch i'm rich

Too many chances I gave these niggas

They cant see me on my worse day

That stick gone get to shooting

Got the energy from the retrograde

I wont leave til I get paid

Fuck that bitch it hit her hey

Got it out the mud, my shooter fresh up out the cage

Chain on my neck its gone bling i'm a slave

If you want some beef then drop the dot thats what I crave

I cant hit that bitch if she don't shave

Over lit its time to raid

Bite the hand that feed him still gone ask for help like its okay

Don't hit that much you still my favorite

Run through hoes like flipping pages

She know she get whatever she want and we balling like the patriots

They know i'm destined for the greatness

Im fearing God thats my creator

Im popping bottles on this boat

Put on my cape & save the day

Had to stay down for the come up only reason I got rich

Feel like Sahbabii pull up wit a stick (hey)

Naked bitches walk around my house a Pituation

Im addicted to this money ATM send invitations

Lit Lit Im Lit (im lit)

Everything bout me lit lit its lit (its lit)

Everything bout me lit lit i'm litski

Everything bout me lit lit its litski

Everything super lit

Everything super large

Everything super rich look at my garage

Look at my garage

Everything super like

Now look who in charge