Litty (feat. DaBaby)

Okay
On God
(Twofold Jack, this fire)
N*gg*, Im the only n*gg* in the city one dread
P*ssy-*ss n*gg*, the f**k? Hahaha

If you gon spark up some sh*t, make it litty (Grraw)
Glock 17 and Gen5 with a titty (Baow, baow, baow)
Thats fifty rounds, I dont think that he with me (On God)
Sold the FN and went back, got the Glizzy (The f**k?)
B*tch, Im still ridin and been hot for a minute (Bitch, its hot)
Ima still slide cause I been bout my business (Ima slide)
Yeah, shoot out you lil n*gg*s trippin (On God)
You know they shootin, but nobody hittin (Soft ass)
Catch me in the mall, on some Cury young trippin (Haha)
B*tch, how he a shooter, but he end up snitchin? (On God)
We kick the front door, raid the house and get missin (Get down)
B*tch, I go from zero to six, they in twenty (The f**k?)
Dont talk about Fendi, you never been in it
Keep runnin your mouth, well, thats how you be sayin (Shh)
Shut the f**k up, close your mouth if its killin (Shut the f**k up)
You read about morning if you f**kin listen (Haha)
They say how I know cause, lil n*gg*, I did it (Yeah)
She drive the boat cause she tryna get tipsy

Zoom, we on the jetskis in the winter (Zoom)
He got on an R&B, but the car full of killers (Go, the f**k?)
See, n*gg* , he not a member (The f**k?)
Who the f**k that they hidin?
You cant buy me in the cloth like I'm fifty
Before I sit down, let my shirt face the blick
You know that, hold that
Which one of yall want a toe tag?
I been there before, where I go back (Go)
My b*tch a dancer (Dancer), I turn it up, got these hoes mad
I catch that *ss when she throw that (Ooh)
I need a camera, Jesus himself put this fit on (Jesus)
Hop out the Vette with that sh*t on
They tried to step and got hit on (Hit)
Shots out that Maybach, let that b*tch go out the window (Blrrrd)
Make that b*tch sound like Pooh Shiesty
Tryna go through all these Nikes, I got them strikers
Try me, lil n*gg*, excite me
Strike me a n*gg* like lightnin (Doo-doo)
B*tch-*ss n*gg*, long live G

If you gon spark up some sh*t, make it litty (Grraw )
Glock 17 and Gen5 with a titty (Go, baow, baow, baow)
Thats fifty rounds, I dont think that he with me (On God)
Sold the FN and went back, got the Glizzy (Go, the f**k?)
B*tch, Im still ridin and been hot for a minute (B*tch, its hot)
Ima still slide cause I been bout my business (Ima slide )
Yeah, shoot out you lil n*gg*s trippin (On God)
You know they shootin, but nobody hittin (Soft ass)
Catch me in the mall, on some Cury young trippin ( Haha)
B*tch, how he a shooter, but he end up snitchin? (On God)
We kick the front door, raid the house and get missin (Get down)
B*tch, I go from zero to six, they in twenty (The f**k?)
Dont talk about Fendi, you never been in it
Keep runnin your mouth, well, thats how you be sayin (Shh)
Shut the f**k up, close your mouth if its killin (Shut the f**k up)
You read about morning if you f**kin listen (Haha)
They say how I know cause, lil n*gg*, I did it (Yeah)
She drive the boat cause she tryna get tipsy