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2 Lit (feat. Summrs)
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2 Lit (feat. Summrs) was released on January 14, 2022 by Saykayb as a part of the album Rookie of the Year
ReleasedJanuary 14, 2022
LabelSaykayb
LanguageEnglish
BPM80
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Music Video

Music Video

Lyrics

Yeah, yeah
Count up on a yacht, count up on a plane (Damn, Trgc made that?)
Bitch, I'm sippin' Wock', he sippin' on that green, it's plain
All of my **** is up, all of my ****, we rich, you lame
Dropped off a thirty piece in Saint Laurent the other day
Can't keep around none of these ****, I know these **** hoes, they fake
Fuck these bitches, they switch up in your face
Count a fifty piece right up in your lil' face
I fly with the birds, way too sexy for this syrup
Bitch, fuck has you heard?
Feel like I'm highest on the earth
Hit your ass where it hurt
I just turned an AMG to a Vert'
And now I'm mad as fuck 'cause I just spilled the Wock' all on my shirt
**** be some hoes up in disguise
And they wonder why **** don't fuck with them
I'm rich, no job, bitch, I never flop
Look at your ass, you lackin' and your ass got got
All my diamonds rocks
Pulled up in Bentley truck right off the lot
We sip drank a lot
Please don't spill my Wock'
I said "I'll text that lil' bitch in a day", I was too high, I forgot
I'm with lil' Sosa, we in the QA, took that bitch right off the lot
I'm in the H when I slide with lil' Jace, swerve with a brand new Glock
G-21 on my hip, that bitch got a red dot
He walkin' around with a chain, watch how he get got
The tool on my hip too precise, it's ready to bite, I'm sendin' a headshot
What you gon' do when them **** pull up in the line, because that's when it's on sight
Diamonds, they shine in the dark, them bitches be so bright
****, I really don't care who you are, I'm livin' a fast life
I'm in the back of the seat with the stars, livin' a rich life
And shoutout my **** lil' E, he livin' the trap life
Count up on a yacht, count up on a jet
Fuck you pussy bitch, I'm dyin' 'bout my respect
We drop, we drop, we drop, bitch, I need Oxy, I'm so sick
Like, how the fuck you pay ten for a fit?
Bitch, I need all my meds, I need a fix, yeah, yeah
She fuckin' lil' Rino, she know she hit
All my **** addicts, all my **** rich as shit
We all gon' die anyways, so we might as well do it quick, yeah
Really rich and twizzy rich, them all my guys, we rich
We don't pop none of them boys, we left L.A., go park that shit
And I don't gotta watch the game, bitch, the Rockets in front my crib
Bitch, we'll turn you to some gas and give all my **** some zips
Count up on a yacht, count up on a plane
Bitch, I'm sippin' Wock', he sippin' on that green, it's plain
All of my **** is up, all of my ****, we rich, you lame
Dropped off a thirty piece in Saint Laurent the other day
Can't keep around none of these ****, I know these **** hoes, they fake
Fuck these bitches, they switch up in your face
Count a fifty piece right up in your lil' face
Written by: Ja'Kobe k McNeil
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