We Lit

(Yeah!)
Sweater weather, get together
Yeah, oh, okay, yuh

Sweater weather, get together
I got suede and you got leather
In that club is where I met her
Think that bitch's name was Heather
I don't want a clubbing chick so you can finish all of it
On my phone, you callin' it
I'm all alone but we are lit

Sweater weather, get together
I got suede and you got leather
In that club is where I met her
Think that bitch's name was Heather
I don't want a clubbing chick so you can finish all of it
On my phone, you callin' it
I'm all alone but we are lit

I think I can make it
Everyday I'm waking
Cooking all the bacon
Money I am raking
I don't show it public though, no, don't mistake it
I don't really flaunt it 'cause I want a girl to save it

Yeah, she ask for Amex, yeah that shit is diamond
I am never lying, paying for her dining
Now she always smiling
In the bed she wylin'
In the bed I'm stylin
That shit, you can't buy it

I wanna do what I want all the time
You care too much about the other guys
You lyin' when you say there ain't no other guys
Yeah, her hair was red, I should have called her Fry

I got the bag, ooh
Yeah, now she mad too
Beat sound like x2
Shout out Ken, I fuck with you

Why that bitch got braces
Yeah, I taste it
I think she need LASIK
Acid to my basic

Sweater weather, get together
I got suede and you got leather
In that club is where I met her
Think that bitch's name was Heather
I don't want a clubbing chick so you can finish all of it
On my phone, you callin' it
I'm all alone but we are lit

Sweater weather, get together
I got suede and you got leather
In that club is where I met her
Think that bitch's name was Heather
I don't want a clubbing chick so you can finish all of it
On my phone, you callin' it
I'm all alone but we are lit

I said it before and I'll say it again
I really think y'all don't got no friends
Same Face puffer, that shit so dead
That all y'all motherfuckers are rockin'

Been liking on my post
Liking on my story
Ain't seen her for a while
I think she might be horny
She said she watched that show
Yeah, she took her time
But I think I forgive her 'cause I know she's super shy (Yeah!)

I think I'm in outer space
I just wanna see her face
I think I'm late for my dinner date
Put on my cape and I'm on the way

Sweater weather, get together
I got suede and you got leather
In that club is where I met her
Think that bitch's name was Heather
I don't want a clubbing chick, you can finish all of it
On my phone, you callin' it
I'm all alone but we are lit

Sweater weather, get together
I got suede and you got leather
In that club is where I met her
Think that bitch's name was Heather
I don't want a clubbing chick, you can finish all of it
On my phone, you callin' it
I'm all alone but we are lit



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Writer(s): Angelo Adhen
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