DC4

Litty (feat. Tory Lanez)
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October 28, 2016
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Song Meaning
Verse 1
Woo!
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 not when to get it succeess
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
Verse 2
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, litty again
I got it, we did it, we litty again
Verse 3
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 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' 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
Verse 4
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, litty again
I got it, we did it, we litty again
Verse 5
All my niggas is way up
These niggas are haters, I know that they're haters (suckers)
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
Verse 6
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, litty again
I got it, we did it, we litty again

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Writer(s):Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Ltd
Copyright: Robert Rihmeek Williams



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