(Zee, you going crazy) (BenjiCold, why you icy?)
Woah (Yeah, uh)
Woah (Uh)
Woah
Woah
I'm way too lit, yeah, uh
I'm way too lit, yeah, uh
I'm way too lit, yeah, yeah
I'm way too lit, yeah, yeah
I'm way too lit, yeah, yeah
I'm fucking yo' bitch, yeah, uh
Came in her shit, yeah, uh
Jeans, it don't fit, yeah, uh
I do alot, huh, yeah, I do alot for my nigga
I got these bands, yeah, I know it's making them sicker
You know I'm sippin' on syrup, yeah this shit finna fuck up my liver
I catch a opp and I'ma shoot at a nigga
I fuck two bitches, think they using scissors
My bae said she wanna break up
My bih' look good with no makeup
Talkin' that money, don't say stuff
Fucking this bitch and her face up
Oppositions tryna break us
Nigga run up, we gon' take one
Pull up on him, he ain't said nun
I get the money, it ain't nun
I'm way too lit
I brought in the stick, huh
I fuck that bitch then i dip
My niggas stuck in the trench, huh
I said that boy he can't get up
Call up my niggas, they get ya'
Call 'em up (Call 'em up, uh, yeah)
Call up my niggas, they blitz ya'
I'm way too lit, yeah, uh
I'm way too lit, yeah, uh
I'm way too lit, yeah, yeah
I'm way too lit, yeah, yeah
I'm way too lit, yeah, yeah
I'm fucking yo bitch, yeah, uh
Came in her shit, yeah, uh
Jeans, it don't fit, yeah, uh
I'm way too lit, yeah, uh
I'm way too lit, yeah, uh
I'm way too lit, yeah, yeah
I'm way too lit, yeah, yeah
I'm way too lit, yeah, yeah
I'm fucking yo bitch, yeah, uh
Came in her shit, yeah, uh
Jeans, it don't fit, yeah, uh
(Oh my god, Wesley)