Lit Up
I'm smoking, I'm drinking, I'm poppin I'm rollin I'm leaning I'm lit up!
If you don't give a damn-we don't give a fuck!
This thotties thirsty- they gon need some water
All my niggas hungry- 3rd eye conscious
But you don't want that drama
Cause I swear that 6 round revolver be the problem solver dog think bout your mama!
Don't get me started
You don't want this problem!
I just hopped in a foreign you just push to start it
All about my commas- with no baby momma
Hoe its money over bitches like a fraction problem
Now I ain't no mathematician
But we subtract some of the variables- I can show you what you missin
Young nigga lifted
Like so many drugs all up on my system
With a pocket full of benjis- I'm a magician in the kitchen
Young nigga gifted
You should get a Me for Christmas
Like fuck the wishlist
Bitch my time is so expensive
Like did I mention she was blessed just by my presence
Doing acid in seattle with the hipsters- mortal life's a mix up
I am an entity
Won't let these niggas get the best of me
Street educated don't go testing me
I will let a snake to Rest In Peace
All of my niggas is honest
All of my bitches aunry
All of my niggas on somethin
All of my bitches off something
I'm smoking, I'm drinking, I'm poppin I'm rollin I'm leaning I'm lit up!
If you don't give a damn-we don't give a fuck!
If you don't give a damn-we don't give a fuck!
This thotties thirsty- they gon need some water
All my niggas hungry- 3rd eye conscious
But you don't want that drama
Cause I swear that 6 round revolver be the problem solver dog think bout your mama!
Don't get me started
You don't want this problem!
I just hopped in a foreign you just push to start it
All about my commas- with no baby momma
Hoe its money over bitches like a fraction problem
Now I ain't no mathematician
But we subtract some of the variables- I can show you what you missin
Young nigga lifted
Like so many drugs all up on my system
With a pocket full of benjis- I'm a magician in the kitchen
Young nigga gifted
You should get a Me for Christmas
Like fuck the wishlist
Bitch my time is so expensive
Like did I mention she was blessed just by my presence
Doing acid in seattle with the hipsters- mortal life's a mix up
I am an entity
Won't let these niggas get the best of me
Street educated don't go testing me
I will let a snake to Rest In Peace
All of my niggas is honest
All of my bitches aunry
All of my niggas on somethin
All of my bitches off something
I'm smoking, I'm drinking, I'm poppin I'm rollin I'm leaning I'm lit up!
If you don't give a damn-we don't give a fuck!
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Writer(s): Jordan Hankins
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