Lyrics: Lil Tjay/Jay Gwuapo
Music: Lil Tjay/Jay Gwuapo
Yeah, I'm feeling lit
I put a three-five in a 'Wood, higher than a nigga, huh
Yeah, I'm feeling lit, ooh
I'm feeling lit (Buh)
I put a three-five in a 'Wood, higher than a nigga (nigga)
I put my whole hood on the map, I feel like the shit (Shit)
I blew a half a ticket up in Issey, floodin' out the wrist, huh (Wrist, yeah)
I'm just young and I'm lit now, I'm just young and I'm lit
Ten chains on the wave, haters on the page tryna steal the drip now
I swear I done seen a lot so I keep a Glock, I can't put the fist down
Nigga run up, he get hit down
We gunnin' more, so get down (Boom, boom, boom)
We gunnin' more, so get down
Talking 'bout drip, I'm fly as a nigga
See the foreigns on my feet now
Shawty want clout, like, get on my d**k
Why you all up on my piece now?
Swear I been up for twenty-four hours
Swear it ain't no tryna sleep now
Started off 4k, I'm running 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 ready for me
[?] all 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
83 shooters, you don't wanna reach now
They see the barbers are deep
Got on 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 to slide
Or you better not come
My little bro on the run
He getting the low, [?]
I got some shooters, they dumb
Really living by the gun
B***h, you ain't real, you a punk
I leave him slumped, leave a nigga looking junked
Throw a nigga in the trunk
B***h, ain't no limit, told you this ain't what you want
I'm feeling lit (Buh)
I put a three-five in a 'Wood, higher than a nigga (nigga)
I put my whole hood on the map, I feel like the shit (Shit)
I blew a half a ticket up in Issey, floodin' out the wrist, huh (Wrist, yeah)
I'm just young and I'm lit now, I'm just young and I'm lit
Ten chains on the wave, haters on the page tryna steal the drip now
I swear I done seen a lot so I keep a Glock, I can't put the fist down
Nigga run up, he get hit down
We gunnin' more, so get down (Boom, boom, boom)
We gunnin' more, so get down
Swear that they don't see me 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 gripping on it, tryna blow
They see us gettin' lit in every function
Opps in the party, then they gotta go
They on my d**k
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, nigga, I got the pole
Roll me a spliff
I'm feeling high as shit, but bro, just keep on rolling up the weed
Empty the clip
Bro'll make a movie clip if these niggas wanna make a show
I'm feeling lit (Buh)
I put a three-five in a 'Wood, higher than a nigga (nigga)
I put my whole hood on the map, I feel like the shit (Shit)
I blew a half a ticket up in Issey, floodin' out the wrist, huh (Wrist, yeah)
I'm just young and I'm lit now, I'm just young and I'm lit
Ten chains on the wave, haters on the page tryna steal the drip now
I swear I done seen a lot so I keep a Glock, I can't put the fist down
Nigga run up, he get hit down
We gunnin' more, so get down (Boom, boom, boom)
We gunnin' more, so get down