Too Lit Lyrics by Tee Grizzley
[Hook/Chorus]
While everybody talking down, I’m up, b—h
I ain’t going broke, I’m stuck rich
Call your b—h, like, pull up and do that one s–t
Talk to her while I f–k, make her c-m quick
AP, new freezer, I’m too lit
All my haters need a hospital, they too sick
I put my chains in the freezer, they too lit
Somebody get them boys a hospital, they too sick
[Verse]
If a n—a talk crazy, hit that kill switch
How you hate a n—a that do all real s–t
My lil’ brother coming home to a mil’ ticket
The people get me in that room, I ain’t gon’ spill s–t
All the real b—–s think I’m heaven sent
My lil neph’ growing up, he turned 11 quick
But he can’t drink none of this pop because it’s medicine
I had to get rid of my .40, that b—h evidence
Hot Tee a gangsta, he stole laptops
After First Day Out that aisle, he ain’t gon’ be back hot
Don’t think I’m gangsta when you see, test it, watch this MAC pop
In that drop-head, tell my haters suck a fat c–k
I ain’t good at selling drugs, I done tried it
I’m too lazy for scams, b—h, I tried it
I got rich off telling stories how my life went
Bring the loyalty, one hundred, b—h, we locked in
In that cell musty, couldn’t believe myself
Lawyer wasn’t doing s–t I had to free myself
Pops left the world earlier, had to teach myself
N—-s out here looking crazy, they should see they self
I know bro would give me half if I needed it
Bro cool but that boy’ll turn demon quick
Cause, when it’s beef, make sure you don’t sleep on that
My dawg tried to line me up, he think I’m sleep on that
While you n—-s talking down, I’m up, b—h
I ain’t going back broke, I’m stuck rich
He tried to hide her but I still hit that dumb b—h
One night and then I’m done with that punk b—h
Only one of me but ho, I’m doubling
I put his mans in the morgue, I know he double sick
Ask about me in the clubs, n—a, I double tip
I’m running s–t, whoever don’t like it, suck a d–k
B—h, when you see a boss keep twerking
Keep doing that and you gon’ be my next purchase
60 racks to NZ for this choker, I can merch it
A-s so soft, t—–s right, you perfect
P—y so wet it make waves, we surfing
N—a in your DM three times, he thirsty
Used to be broke, catching buses, I was bumming
Now when b—–s see me out they like “it’s a husband”
Girl don’t thank for that cash, it’s just money
Don’t even thank me for that bag, it ain’t nothing
He don’t buy bags, who he fooling?
That n—a bag little, he ain’t tryna blow through it
You got a table full of n—-s but it’s one plate
I don’t even f–k with Unk and even old Ye’
This old n—a told me, boy, you should love hate
Cause n—a you wouldn’t be popping if they wasn’t hating
Hold up, when I was broke I never blamed God
That’s why every back end, I thank God
They said I wouldn’t make it but they ain’t God
That’s why I say “ain’t it a blessing”, gotta claim God
[Hook/Chorus]
And while you n—-s talking down, I’m up, b—h
I ain’t going broke, I’m stuck rich
Call your b—h, like, pull up and do that one s–t
Talk to her while I f–k, make her c-m quick
AP, new freezer, I’m too lit
All my haters need a hospital, they too sick
I put my chains in the freezer, they too lit
I put his mans in a hospital, he too sick
While you n—-s talking down, I’m up, b—h
I ain’t going broke, I’m stuck rich
Call your b—h, like, pull up and do that one s–t
Talk to her while I f–k, make her c-m quick
AP, new freezer, I’m too lit
All my haters need a hospital, they too sick
Put my chains in the freezer, they too lit
I put his mans in a hospital, he too sick
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