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lit - lil jairmy lyrics

[intro]
a walkin’ lil’ check, i dress to impress
dope boy fresh, yeah
ran off with his sh*t, was taught to finesse
(finesse, you stupid for this ho, like a motherf*cker)
uh

[chorus]
could sign a deal, but i’m already lit (but i’m already lit)
yeah, yeah, so it gotta make sense (so it gotta make sense)
brand*new whip, i’ma ride behind tint (i’ma ride behind tint)
yeah, yeah, fine b*tch eatin’ d*ck (yeah)
could sign a deal, but i’m already lit (but i’m already lit)
yeah, yeah, so it gotta make sense (so it gotta make sense)
brand*new whip, i’ma ride behind tint (ride behind tint)
yeah, yeah, fine b*tch eatin’ d*ck (yeah)
i can lower the ticket dependin’ how many you get
have you doublin’ up what you spend
and we got a k pack of the x goin’ twenty*five cent
i’ma trap out her house, pay her rent
took the lil’ money from buddy, ain’t answerin’ the phone
i ran off, he ain’t heard from me since
thought he had some dope, but we hit him with a trick
once the money in my pocket, i ain’t givin’ back sh*t

[verse 1]
finesse him out his money, now he think that we ain’t really havin’ bricks
but we really havin’ dope, you just a l!ck
now my diamonds do tricks, pull up big z06
we ran off on the plug and that money gettin’ spent
pull up with cutters, we let that sh*t hit
smokin’ good marijuana, i can’t let you hit
n*ggas really be lame, really wanna be gang
but i ain’t let him hang, now he feelin’ offended
i see why they hatin’, i get it, i’m turnt, they dig it
these n*ggas, they really wan’ kick it
told ’em bring all the loads we get in, we f*cked up the city
forever, we gonna stay litty
got the streets’ and the hoes’ attention
got everybody listenin’, the d*boy, they know how i’m livin’
drinkin’ tech and my clothes expensive
the way that i’m trippin’, tryna keep up with me, need a million
i know god watchin’ me, but i just keep on sinnin’
come straight out the hood like i’m fixin’ the engine
spotlight the club, we got b*tches on b*tches
pay extension, put benjis on twenty*six inches
from the trenches, i really was jumpin’ them fences
was runnin’ from 12 and completin’ the mission
finna buy a corvette, need the newest edition
i promise i’m coppin’ that lam’ before christmas, yeah
[chorus]
could sign a deal, but i’m already lit
yeah, yeah, so it gotta make sense (so it gotta make sense)
brand*new whip, i’ma ride behind tint (ride behind tint)
yeah, yeah, fine b*tch eatin’ d*ck (yeah)
could sign a deal, but i’m already lit
yeah, yeah, so it gotta make sense (yeah)
brand*new whip, i’ma ride behind tint
yeah, yeah, fine b*tch eatin’ d*ck (yeah)
i can lower the ticket dependin’ how many you get
have you doublin’ up what you spend
and we got a k pack of the x goin’ twenty*five cent
i’ma trap out her house, pay her rent
took the lil’ money from buddy, ain’t answerin’ the phone
i ran off, he ain’t heard from me since
thought he had some dope, but we hit him with a trick
once the money in my pocket, i ain’t givin’ back sh*t

[verse 2]
charge him thirty*six thou’ for a block of remix
yeah, yeah, he just got tricked
all i need is a fork, watch i eat with them bricks
we ain’t never gon’ starve, put the team on a l!ck
put my n*ggas on stains, i’m the king of this sh*t
i don’t play ’bout that change, i get even and sh*t
trap to the grave, i just gotta get paid
i can’t change, i’m a real firm believer of this
two percocets, they relievin’ my stress
sippin’ on lean, i got weed in my chest
got addicted to s*x, i got hooked to her neck
my b*tch out the hood, yeah, she suck it the best
i don’t say no to the drugs, i say yes
a walkin’ lil’ check, i dress to impress (dope boy fresh)
ran off with his sh*t, was taught to finesse
risk it all for the set, give a f*ck ’bout the rest
[chorus]
could sign a deal, but i’m already lit (already lit)
yeah, yeah, so it gotta make sense (uh, yeah)
brand*new whip, i’ma ride behind tint (i’ma ride behind tint)
yeah, yeah, fine b*tch eatin’ d*ck (yeah)
could sign a deal, but i’m already lit (but i’m already, yeah)
yeah, yeah, so it gotta make sense (uh)
brand*new whip, i’ma ride behind tint (i’ma ride behind tint)
yeah, yeah, fine b*tch eatin’ d*ck (uh)
i can lower the ticket dependin’ how many you get
have you doublin’ up what you spend
and we got a k pack of the x goin’ twenty*five cent
i’ma trap out her house, pay her rent (pay her rent)
took the lil’ money from buddy, ain’t answerin’ the phone
i ran off, he ain’t heard from me since
thought he had some dope, but we hit him with a trick
once the money in my pocket, i ain’t givin’ back sh*t

[outro]
supposed to be here, but i guess it wasn’t meant
yeah, yeah, n*ggas ain’t on sh*t
i was lookin’ for love, but i guess it wasn’t meant
yeah, yeah, these hoes ain’t it
used to have a big heart, i don’t know where it went
nah, nah, i don’t know where it went
i stayed down in the trap and f*cked ’round and got rich
yeah, yeah, so i guess it was meant
yeah, yeah
it gotta make sense
it just gotta make sense, uh
i was already lit, uh
‘fore the rap sh*t
‘fore i was lit, i was already paid, yeah
it just gotta make sense
it gotta make sense
‘fore the rap sh*t, i was already lit
yeah, yeah, so it gotta make sense
‘fore the rap sh*t, i was already lit
yeah, yeah, so it gotta make sense
‘fore the rap sh*t, i was already lit
yeah, yeah, so it gotta make sense
‘fore the rap sh*t, i was already—
so it gotta make sense

- lil jairmy lyrics

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