Tha Lit God - Tipsy Lyrics

I'm wit yo bitch and you know we Gettin Tipsy
Switching lanes and you know we getting litty
Pick up your bitch you like who is that
Done with your bitch Ima bring her back
Ain't no limit my pockets got plenty stacks
About pressure my niggas day handle that
Im wit yo bitch an u kno we gettin tipsy

She wanna run with the crew cuz I got sauce on my shoe and I'm way cooler than you all of my diamonds they blue I am a walking igloo can I warm up inside you can I lay up beside you play with your mind no voodoo
I need RoseGold be my baby doe
She bad and boujee no basic hoe
I want dat Bookie no grocery doe
Play wit dat Pookie wan taste it doe
Dnt got no time for no basic bitch
U is a copy an pasted
Bitch
Dont call my phone i erased u Bitch
I be the type to replace ya
Bitch

I'm wit yo bitch and you know we Gettin Tipsy
Switching lanes and you know We getting litty
Pick up your bitch you like who Is that
Done with your bitch Ima bring Her back
Ain't no limit my pockets got Plenty stacks
About pressure my niggas day Handle that
Im wit yo bitch an u kno we Gettin tipsy

I spend a band on my shoe
Dam that boy lit yeah I know
I always win never lose
I am a walking cheat code
I get them bands up the road
I got that sack and you know Bitch I am lit I am stove
I pop a xanny and go
I need a queen not a crazy hoe She needs to fuck like she's Crazy though
Killin my vibe wat u hating
Foe
I send dem killers come front Yo doe
My time to blow had to switch The flow
Makin that money my mission Doe
I am too lit had to let u
Kno
I fck her dont cuff her let her
Go