Lyrics

This is a Melo beat Yeah, I'm feeling lit I put a three-five in the 'Wood, higher than a bitch, huh Yeah, I'm feeling lit, ooh I'm feeling lit (Boom) I put a three-five in the 'Wood, higher than a bitch (Bitch, yeah) I put my whole hood on the map, I feel like the shit, huh (Shit, yeah) I blew a half a ticket up in Izzy Floodin' out the wrist, huh (Wrist, yeah) I'm just young and I'm lit, nah, I'm just young and I'm lit, huh Times change, I'm the wave Haters on the page tryna steal the drip now (Suck a dick) I swear I done seen a lot So I keep a Glock, I can't put the fifth down (Brrt, boom) Nigga run up, he get hit down (Boom) We gunnin' more, so get down (Boom, boom, boom) We gunnin' more, so get down Talking 'bout drip, I'm fly as a bitch See the foreigns on my feet now Shawty want clout, like get off my dick Why you all up on my piece now? Swear I been up for twenty-four hours Juggin', ain't no time to sleep now Started off okay I'm workin' real hard, that lil' youngin' a beast now I'ma keep dropping the heat Took a few losses, but I'm on my feet now Niggas weren't really for me I wish I been saw the shit that I see now I ain't with subbin' through tweets See me in traffic, I'm shutting the streets down Niggas better get off my meat Eighty-three shooters, you don't wanna reach now They see the babas is deep Got in my Birkin, so I'm finna tweak now I'm finna tweak now, I'm going dumb Walk around, I keep a drum I keep a drum, I'm tryna shoot it for fun I'm from a block where you better know Somebody that slide or you better not come My little bro on the run He getting low, blue and white catch him, he done I got some drillers, they dumb Take all they want, really living by the gun Nigga, you ain't real, you a punk I leave him slumped, leave a nigga looking junked Throw a nigga in the trunk Bitch, ain't no limit, told you this ain't what you want I'm feeling lit (Boom) I put a three-five in the 'Wood, higher than a bitch (Bitch, yeah) I put my whole hood on the map, I feel like the shit, huh (Shit, yeah) I blew a half a ticket up in Izzy Floodin' out the wrist, huh (Wrist, yeah) I'm just young and I'm lit, nah, I'm just young and I'm lit, huh Times change, I'm the wave Haters on the page tryna steal the drip now (Suck a dick) I swear I done seen a lot So I keep a Glock, I can't put the fifth down (Brrt, boom) Nigga run up, he get hit down (Boom) We gunnin' more, so get down (Boom, boom, boom) We gunnin' more, so get down Too much money to be politickin' Most of the niggas I'm beefin' with broke If you get money, go invest in some guns 'Cause when we catch these niggas, shit ain't a joke Bro just came home, he did a couple years But still he be grippin' on it, tryna blow They see us gettin' lit in every function Opps in the party, then they gotta go They on my dick Tell them niggas if it's beef, we ain't duckin', we ain't layin' low I'm with the shits A hundred niggas with me, but I ain't worried, bitch, I got the pole Roll me a spliff I'm feeling high as shit, but bro, just keep on rolling up the dope Empty the clip Bro'll make a movie clip if these niggas wanna make a show I'm feeling lit (Boom) I put a three-five in the 'Wood, higher than a bitch (Bitch, yeah) I put my whole hood on the map, I feel like the shit, huh (Shit, yeah) I blew a half a ticket up in Izzy Floodin' out the wrist, huh (Wrist, yeah) I'm just young and I'm lit, nah, I'm just young and I'm lit, huh Times change, I'm the wave Haters on the page tryna steal the drip now (Suck a dick) I swear I done seen a lot So I keep a Glock, I can't put the fifth down (Brrt, boom) Nigga run up, he get hit down (Boom) We gunnin' more, so get down (Boom, boom, boom) We gunnin' more, so get down
Writer(s): Jason George, Andre Loblack, Tione Merritt Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out