Lit
I like to get lit
I like to get lit
I like to get lit
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Oh, I like to get lit
I like to get lit
I like to get lit
Lit lit lit lit lit
I like to get lit
I just took a hit
I just pulled your bitch
I just pulled your bitch
I don't need no friends
I just met some twins
Two shots of that gin
That's a win win
Heard I got the wop
You heard I got the dope
Now you want to kick it
You're on some FIFA tho
You heard I got the guap
You heard I call the shots
Tryna find a swisher
I'ma smoke till I drop
I like to get lit
I like to get lit
I like to get lit
Lit lit lit lit lit
Oh, I like to get lit
I like to get lit
I like to get lit
Lit lit lit lit lit
Tell me how do you know what's goin' on?
How you know what's in my phone?
You a stalker on the low
Bitch fall back back back
Unless you gon' throw that ass back back back
Back in my lap bitch
That's a lap dance, I'm the fucking man
Come fuck with a young king though
Making plans, they don't understand
Getting money with my nigga mijo
Hurry up, I need to reload
Pockets swole like Debo
Blaq Tuxedo is all we know
Oh yeah, young man getting ready for tomorrow
Hit it from the back
Hit it from the back, ay
Hit it from the back, ay
Hit it from the back, ay
Hit it from the
I like to get lit
I like to get lit
I like to get lit
Lit lit lit lit lit
Oh, I like to get lit
I like to get lit
I like to get lit
Lit lit lit lit lit
I like to get lit
I like to get lit
Lit lit lit lit lit
Oh, I like to get lit
I like to get lit
I like to get lit
Lit lit lit lit lit
I like to get lit
I just took a hit
I just pulled your bitch
I just pulled your bitch
I don't need no friends
I just met some twins
Two shots of that gin
That's a win win
Heard I got the wop
You heard I got the dope
Now you want to kick it
You're on some FIFA tho
You heard I got the guap
You heard I call the shots
Tryna find a swisher
I'ma smoke till I drop
I like to get lit
I like to get lit
I like to get lit
Lit lit lit lit lit
Oh, I like to get lit
I like to get lit
I like to get lit
Lit lit lit lit lit
Tell me how do you know what's goin' on?
How you know what's in my phone?
You a stalker on the low
Bitch fall back back back
Unless you gon' throw that ass back back back
Back in my lap bitch
That's a lap dance, I'm the fucking man
Come fuck with a young king though
Making plans, they don't understand
Getting money with my nigga mijo
Hurry up, I need to reload
Pockets swole like Debo
Blaq Tuxedo is all we know
Oh yeah, young man getting ready for tomorrow
Hit it from the back
Hit it from the back, ay
Hit it from the back, ay
Hit it from the back, ay
Hit it from the
I like to get lit
I like to get lit
I like to get lit
Lit lit lit lit lit
Oh, I like to get lit
I like to get lit
I like to get lit
Lit lit lit lit lit
Credits
Writer(s): Earl Stevens, Michael Holmes, Darius Logan, Dominique Logan
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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