Litty (feat. Tory Lanez)

Lyrics

Woo!
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 I'm on my way to an island
 And I'm popping shit at the pilot (fly shit only)
 Niggas be broke and still shopping
 But still talking shit like they violent (niggas is broke)
 They said they honest, talk money
 These niggas gonna say that they got it
 Get it now boy, 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's outer space
 Mansion at the condo, condo at the mansion and I'm running out of space
 K.O. on me, keep 'em coming out his mouth, I'm sending somethin' round his way
 Niggas barely getting lawyer money
 Better get some 6 oil money
 Running around like you're superman
 Don't be selfish, get your mom insurance money (hah!)
 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 parties is poppin', you know that we litty again
 Pourin' the fours 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, ltty 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 for warefare
 A shooter money when I pull it out of you
 Catch a bullet like a NFL deal
 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' 9, 10's and you ain't even looking like you a 5
 Roll bitches trying to do it for Twitter
 When they used to do it for Vine
 I'm the man of the hour, I'm the nigga with the airtime
 Rolls Royce Wraith
 Put your bitch in the stars like she in the airline
 Niggas be 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 Quinten Miller
 A Q.M, that's a quarter milli
 They don't wanna see Jay drop "6 Fly"
 Private when he 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 tropic, it's litty again
 All of my parties is poppin', you know that we litty again
 Pourin' the fours 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, ltty again
 I got it, we did it, we litty again
 All my niggas is way up
 These niggas are haters, I know that they're haters (fuckers)
 I score your bitch like a lay up
 I make a mil' like a layup
 I pop a pill just to stay up
 I sip the lean just to slow it up
 I'm with my team and we going up
 All these foreigns, they know it's us
 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'm gonna light the Rollie up
 Shawty fucking for Chanel
 I ain't tripping, that's a Coke or nothin'
 Push the ride 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 bury the money
 It hang out my pocket embarrasing money
 I act like I ain't used to having this money
 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 parties is poppin', you know that we litty again
 Pourin' the fours 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 their bitch up in the stars like she going outer space
 Litty again, litty again
 I got it, we litty again
 Litty again, ltty again
 I got it, we did it, we litty again
 

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Song Details

Duration
04:40
Key
10
Tempo
130 BPM

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