Tink - When I'm Lit lyrics

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Tink - When I'm Lit lyrics

[Intro] Keep that sh** real Keep that sh** trill Most dudes can't handle me Most dudes can't handle me (repeat) [Hook] Kush too f**ing strong, we been rolling all night If your n***a do you wrong, bet this blunt gon' make it right Hit it once, and hit it twice Hit it three times, then you lit It's like I'm honest when I'm sober, but I'm better when I'm lit When i'm lit When i'm lit, when i'm, when i'm lit When i'm lit, when i'm, when i'm lit When i'm lit, when i'm, when i'm lit When i'm lit', when i'm, when i'm lit [Verse 1] Look, what if I told you that I love you but I love your money Would you hide all of your visa's and start acting funny What if I told you, you my main but I got other dudes And every time I ain't with you, I'm with my other moves If I kept it trill and told you that I need my space You irritate me, every time you show up at my place What if I told you that you bore me and it's no longer fun And why we talking, I been texting two n***as at one Is that too much? News flash, did you get that picture? I hate yo' mama, she too nosey Right along with yo' sista' What if I told you that I care, but I don't care enough Told him it was on silent, but it wasn't I just ain't pick up And I really don't give no f**s, love has been erased I had to clear out all our memories, this sh** can't be saved And I could be wrong, but we leaning right All these n***as wanna do is cut, get them out of sight [Hook] [Verse 2] Look, what if I told you that I lurk on all your twitter mentions And I get jealous, every time you show these hoes attention What if I told you that I used to cry like every night Used to ask the Dear Lord, why? Like why we can't just get it right? I'm just being one hunnit, this sh** hella' true And since we being honest, I been cheating too What if I told you that your guys ain't really your dawgs I would show you messages, but I delete them all But I'm starting not to care, cause it's becoming pointless It's like my heart feels out of place, I guess I'm double jointed No double dates, what if I told you to your face See your best man, is your best friend But your best friend is my new man, hold on I think that's too strong, karma lighten up And if you mad I wrote this song, I still don't give a f** I'm Tink G, so I had to keep it real Take a hit of that loud, and express just how I feel [Hook]

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