This Thanksgiving I'm lit

Yeah yeah
This Thanksgiving
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

This Thanksgiving I'm lit
This Thanksgiving I'm rich
Gave my mama a kiss
And I gave her 10 stacks
Cause I got it like that
Yeah I got it like that (I'm having everything)
Gotta bring home this turkey
Can't let the opps come hurt me (I can't)
Can't let the opps come near me (I won't)
And I know they fear me (they do)
Mama couldn't see my dreams
Now she see them clearly (mama)
Used to have holes in my jeans
Now my jeans Amiri (Amiri)

I'ma always keep it real (I will)
I'ma always pop this pill (gone)
Had to make it out of the hood (the hood)
Had to make it out to the hills (the hills)
Used to watching making the band (bitch)
Now the boy making bands (big bands)
And I never switched (never switch)
I don't even switch my plans (never switch)
Fans in France
Know all my songs
Know every word
Singing along
And doing my dance
And I never been
This life getting crazy
I got me a lady
Wait I got a few ladies (a few)
Turnt up this summer
My light skin bitch look like Obama (Obama)
They say mo money mo problems (problems)
I got mo money mo designer (designer)
My girl is mad
She throwing a fit
I treat my ex like she don't exist (nope)
When you rich
You move different (yup)
I'm starting to follow politics
My dark skin girl talk with a lisp
I made the watch on my wrist (I did)

This Thanksgiving I'm lit
This Thanksgiving I'm rich
Gave my mama a kiss
And I gave her 10 stacks
Cause I got it like that
Yeah I got it like that (I'm having everything)
Gotta bring home this turkey
Can't let the opps come hurt me (I can't)
Can't let the opps come near me (I won't)
And I know they fear me (they do)
Mama couldn't see my dreams
Now she see them clearly (mama)
Used to have holes in my jeans
Now my jeans Amiri (Amiri)



Credits
Writer(s): Elijah Wallace
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