Lit Up

Hook:

Im just getting my cake up
My bitch she a A-Plus
I dont really give no fucks
If you niggas hating on us
You gone fuck around and get lit up
Nigga dont fuck around and get lit up
You gone fuck around and get lit up
Nigga dont fuck around and get lit up
Lit up, Lit up nigga

Verse 1:

I dont fuck around with this shit
But I fuck around with yo bitch
Welcome opps to the gun show like I hit the gym
A nigga big as hell tryna get rich as hell like Carlos Slim
Im the reason there's sunshine
You dont want that light to dim
You dont wanna see my darkside like its 1879
I dont be on that fake shit, I'll call you out like an umpire
Snow bunnies with me they so wired
They got ninas with them
Its like a bunch of dragons when they open fire
Heat to your head like a hair dryer
Stay fuckin' bitches like im Quagmire
I dont fuck with these bitch niggas
Thirty right by my hip nigga
Ding-Dong, Bang-Bang then dip nigga
Fake niggas will stab your back
How you ain't know chucky was with ya
You was born to be a hating nigga
I was born to get richer
Hit after hit, you a bad pitcher
Yeah I took yo bitch cuz Im the dog whisperer
Getting money, you would think my bitch a stripper
Split your noggin, smoke yo ass
Thats splittin' swishers and smoking gas

Hook:

Im just getting my cake up
My bitch she a A-Plus
I dont really give no fucks
If you niggas hating on us
You gone fuck around and get lit up
Nigga dont fuck around and get lit up
You gone fuck around and get lit up
Nigga dont fuck around and get lit up
Lit up, Lit up nigga

Verse 2:

Just got a call from my homie man
If he in trouble, no problem nigga
We gone let them hammers blam
Smoke they ass like its legal nigga like we up in Amsterdam
Empty they pockets, take they money like a fuckin' scam
Delete they ass like they was spam
Before I get to them they gone kill themselves like they was Stan
Dear Lord, Dear Anne
Im the plug, you just Malcolm nigga you just the middle man
Pull up to your block and Im shooting out of this moving van
Dont get lit up like a candle stick
Yo bitch hands on like my dick
Nigga this the dick that she hand picked
These rappers acting like Will Smith
We five niggas, we hittin' licks
Cops asks us shit, we gone plead the fifth
Hoes wanna know who I sleep with
I been the best written in stone like a monolith
Hoes loving just how I live
You dont want no smoke I done nicknamed my forty Whiz
Niggas know just what it is
Dont test me cuz I'll pop your ass just like a quiz
It go pop-pop- nigga pop-pop
But you ain't gone hear that pop fizz

Hook:

Im just getting my cake up
My bitch she a A-Plus
I dont really give no fucks
If you niggas hating on us
You gone fuck around and get lit up
Nigga dont fuck around and get lit up
You gone fuck around and get lit up
Nigga dont fuck around and get lit up
Lit up, Lit up nigga