Louie Fit

Every single day, you niggas throw a pity party
Party over y'all are sorry
Please don't pour me no Bacardi, put that Henny in
This is not a situation that you wanna test me in

Grab a pen
All the paper in the world couldn't make you realer than the stitches on your louie fit
Find another element
That rain turned to holy water
Now they know I'm heaven sent
This condition non-comparative
I went through the hell, I can tell you never been this lit

Light me up a blunt and we can pass it like a relay stick
Fuck you and your judgment
Feed when I write just like a type writer
Cracked on a flight just to cloud 6
Make your aspirations look like Barbie doll shit

Aye, me, I'm meant to take a rocket ship
Yes, right into the atmosphere
and blow up like a Papa Smith
This is not an offering
But I give you all the talent that your favorite rapper didn't
Kiss my ass, you dip shit, get a chip and dig in

Aggravation turns into my amusement
Might just take another day, just to provoke you into diss
Make me reminisce on my past life
Man shitting on niggas since my first Earth day

Uh, take after take, still ain't takin' no shit
Might just pull out my hair, just to show my mindset
And compare it to you niggas on the plane field in France
Man fuck is you sayin
I'ma name myself slayer and let the bell ring
Do you know what I'm sayin

Every single day, you niggas throw a pity party
Party over, y'all are sorry, please don't pour me, no Bacardi
Put that Henny in, this is not a situation that you wanna test me in
Grab a pen
All the paper in the world
Couldn't make you realer than the stitches on your louie fit

Uh, what, Louie fit?
Uh, what, Louie fit?
Uh, what, uh, uh, uh, what, Louie fit

Uh, what, Louie fit?
Uh, what, Louie fit?
Uh, what, Louie fit



Credits
Writer(s): Logan May
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