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Litty (feat. Tory Lanez)

Litty (feat. Tory Lanez)

Meek Mill

DC4

2016-10-28

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Woo! I'm on my way to an island And I'm popping shit at the pilot (Fly shit only) Niggas be broke and be starving But still talking shit like they violent (Niggas is broke) They said that they honest, talk money These niggas gon' say that they got it (Huh?) Get knocked with the key to success And these niggas gon' blame it on Khaled They don't want to see you win (They don't) They don't want to see the Wraith (No) You don't want to see your bitch Caught up in the stars like she outer space Mansion after condo, condo after mansion And I'm running out of space Tell your homie, keep on coming out his mouth I'm sending somethin' round his way Niggas barely getting lawyer money Better get some Sig Sauer money Running 'round like you Superman Don't be selfish, get your mom insurance money (Ha) 'Cause I'm the one to put it on your money I'm the one that make it happen it to you Niggas with you fuck around and do it for me Hopped in the Wraith and I bought it, it's litty again Fly out the piff and the tropic, it's litty again All of my partners is poppin', you know that we litty again All of the foreigns on Collins, you know that we litty again They don't want to see the squad They don't want to see the Wraith They don't want to see your bitch up in the stars Like she going outer space Litty again, litty again I got it, we litty again Litty again, litty again I got it, we did it, we litty again Feature money out the safe Went and brought a Wraith, brought it down Collins Niggas talking like they want it When we in the city, they don't want problems Niggas said they gon' rob us But nigga, we coming from welfare I shoot a movie, when I pull it have you Catch a bullet like a NFL player Should've known it was litty When bitches start lying on my dick Lie on that pussy like I hit Can't even be a side, side bitch I'm hittin' 9s, 10s And you ain't even looking like you a 5 Broke bitches trying to do it for Twitter When they used to do it for Vine, whoa I'm the man of the hour I'm the nigga with the airtime Rolls Royce Wraith Put your bitch up in the stars like she in the airline Niggas talking 'bout my hair line I laugh about it, I be feelin' them See, we both be making M's They be making memes, I be making millions I just counted up a Quentin Miller A QM, that's a quarter milli They don't wanna see Jae drop "6 Fly" Private When I go to Philly Funny money, yeah I know it's silly But your hoe feel me when I pull up And I got a pour a whole four on it I promise she gon' know it's litty, motherfucker, yeah Hopped in the Wraith and I bought it, it's litty again Fly out the piff and the tropic, it's litty again All of my partners is poppin', you know that we litty again All of the foreigns on Collins, you know that we litty again They don't want to see the squad They don't want to see the Wraith They don't want to see your bitch up in the stars Like she going outer space Litty again, litty again I got it, we litty again Litty again, litty again I got it, we did it, we litty again All of my niggas is way up These niggas is haters, I know that they haters (Suckers) I score your bitch like a lay up (Score) I make a mil' like a layup (More) I pop a pill just to stay up (Woo) I sip the lean just to slow it up (Slow it up) I'm with my team and we goin' up (Goin' up) All of these foreigns, they know it's us Whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it Like the coco when we mix the soda up Perfect timing and we're blowing up Fuck it, I'ma light the Rollie up Shawty fucking for Chanel I ain't tripping, that's a coconut Push the 'Rari to the motor bus Stack the paper, fill the sofa up Lie on that paper I am not slacking, I stay on that paper I feel like it's a restraining order on that money 'Cause y'all stay away from that paper I know some niggas that used to be balling But know they all feeling a way 'bout this paper I be spending hundred, hundred, hundred after hundred They thought I was making this paper Fuckin' it good, I be raping this paper Shit, I might as well get married to money I marry Nicki, still married to money She rich as Mariah, I carry the money And fuck a deposit, I bury the money (Bury the mills) I bag the money It hang out my pocket, embarrasing money I act like I ain't used to having this money, ho! Hopped in the Wraith and I bought it, it's litty again Fly out the piff and the tropic, it's litty again All of my partners is poppin', you know that we litty again All of the foriegns on Collins, you know that we litty again They don't want to see the squad They don't want to see the Wraith They don't want to see your bitch up in the stars Like she going outer space Litty again, litty again I got it, we litty again Litty again, litty again I got it, we did it, we litty again
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