Too Lit Songtext
von Tee Grizzley

Too Lit Songtext

Why everybody talkin' dumb, bitch?
I ain't going broke, I'm still rich
Call your bitch, like pull up and do that wife shit
Talk to her while I fuck, make her cume quick
AP new freezer, I'm too lit

All my haters need a hospital they too sick
I put my chains in the freezer, they too lit
Somebody get them boys to the hospital
they too sick
If some nigga talk cray, hit that Q switch

How you hate a nigga that do all real shit
My lil' brother coming home to a mute-e-e
The people get me in that room
I ain't gon' spill shit
All the real bitches think I'm Hennesy
My lil' neph growing up
he tried this living quick
But he can't drink none of this pop because it's medicine


I had to get rid of my .40, that bitch evidence
RT a gangsta he stole laptops
after first day out that hole
He ain't gonna be back high
Don't think i'm gangsta when you see me Tesla
Watch this neck pop
Tell my haters suck a fake cock

I ain't good at selling drugs, I tried it
I'm too lazy for scams, bitch I tried it
I get rich I'll the strories how my life went
Been on loyalty 100 bitch, we like that
And I ain't sell much I don't believe myself
Lawyer wouldn't do that shit, I had to free myself
When Pops left the world early I had to teach myself
Niggas out here looking crazy, they should see theyself

I know Bro would give me half if I needed it
Bro cool but that boy will turn demon quick
Cuz when there's beef make sure you don't sleep on that
My dawg tried to line me up, bitch think I don't sleep on that
While you niggas talking down, I'm up
I ain't going back broke, I'm still rich
he tried to hurt it but I still hit that dumb bitch

One night and I'm done with that punk bitch
Only one of me but ho I'm double lit
Put his mans in the morgue
I know he double sick
Ask about me in the clubs nigga
I double tick, I'm running shit
whoever don't like it, suck a dick

Bitch when you see a boss, keep twerking
Keep doing that and you gon' be my next purchase
60 asking Yeezy for his choker I can munch it
Ass so soft, titties right, you perfect
Pussy so wet, it makes waves we surfing
Nigga in your dm 3 times he thirsty

Used to be broke, catching buses I was bumming
Now when bitches see me out
they like he's a husband
Girl don't thank me for that cash it's just money
don't even thank me for that bag, it ain't nothing
He don't buy bags who he foolin'
That nigga bag little, he just truyin' to blow through it

You got a table full of niggas but it's one plate
I don't even fuck with erk, fuckin all day
That nigga told me boy you should learn
because nigga you wouldn't be poppin' if they weren't hating

When I was broke I never blamed God
That's why I look back and I thank God
They said I'd never make it, but they ain't God
That's why I'm sitting with a blessing
ain't gotta claim God

While you niggas talking down, I'm up
I ain't going broke, I'm still rich
Call your bitch, might pull up and do that wife shit
Talk to her while I fuck, make her cum quick
AP new freezer, I'm too lit
All my haters need a hospital they too sick

Call your bitch, like pull up and do that wife shit
Talk to her while I fuck, make her cume quick
AP new freezer, I'm too lit

All my haters need a hospital they too sick
I put my chains in the freezer, they too lit
Somebody get them boys to the hospital
they too sick

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