(hook)
It's Lit (YAH) (x3)
(verse 1)
I'm getting top from a bad bih
My n***as pullin' up work on the wrist
Shorty in my lane she be so slim thick
All my raps got the flu, they sick
Lil' Pump in the cut, we talkin' a clip
I might f** with that bad bihh
She say she from the 6
We saucin', runnin' up, she say she wanna dip
She say she wanna f** she say she wanna kiss
I don't really get lit with hoes they all s**in' dick
I got a bad b**h on my line, so I pull up to her crib
I'm counting digits, that's just how I live off a lick
(hook)
It's Lit (YAH) (x4)
(verse 2)
Aye, So I'm just rollin up my swishers
I'm lookin' famous, so these b**hes want pictures
I f** and leave em both cause they was sisters
Aye, so I'm ballin' out like look my 24k on froze
I kissed that b**h in the neck, she took off her clothes
So many racks on me feel like they tryin' to get exposed
I'm leanin', and hotboxin' in the uber, I'ma overdose
So I'ma run up a f**ing check
Keep puttin' this work, I'm never gon' rest
I don't need nobody except fo' my pole that I flex
Yah, when we done watchin' netflix, she gimme that neck
I'm stuntin' everywhere
We gettin' lit, I light the cigarette in the air
I'm just chasin' bankrolls, I'm countin' up on my poles
I don't really f** with too many hoes, I'm flexin' my role
Aye, so y'all ready know
It's lit (YAH) (x6)