Lit Video (MV)

Lit Lit Lit Lit
Bitch i'm gone i'm too lit
Nigga f*ck yo two cents
Too official who this
Man must be the truest
Finesse a bag i do this
My life a party too lit
Lit Lit Lit Lit Lit
Bitch i'm gone i'm too lit
Nigga f*ck yo two cents
Too official who this
Man must be the truest
Finesse a bag i do this
My life a party too lit
Nobody can wit the god
I hustle defeating odds
Tell that lil bitch get back on her job
All about bands no feelings for y'all
Me my niggaz we run like the mob
Jugg never close i'm high up on mars
Stop that cappin' you know who i are
Mr get bands come spill on ya broad
No subs ain't playin' wit ya
Zeke wit the rockwatch me hurdle these nigga
They claiming b-hive watch me surf in bitches
Spill mathematician i'm all about digits
Add gas to the flame if u sparkin' up friction
Whats a few P's that shit gone in a hour
Got bread that don't sour
But stay wit new money
These beats i devour and don't forget pussy
Break that lil ass like kit kat
She a loaded AK lotta kick back
Ain't talking money f*ck all the chit chat
You bozo six nine and rif raff
Got a baddie wit some brand new titties on her
From the corner but that hustle made her on the come up
That aroma is a pack put you in a coma
They be watching you can tell em this is just a warm up
And i walk up in this bitch like i'm the shit
All these hoes is a lay up i don't miss
Lit Lit Lit Lit
Bitch i'm gone i'm too lit
Nigga f*ck yo two cents
Too official who this
Man must be the truest
Finesse a bag i do this
My life a party too lit
Lit Lit Lit Lit Lit
Bitch i'm gone i'm too lit
Nigga f*ck yo two cents
Too official who this
Man must be the truest
Finesse a bag i do this
My life a party too lit