2LIT

Bitch we too lit we got fire in our spit aye aye All you buzz killers don't know shit Bitch we too lit, we got too many many racks to spend F*ck all your f*ck shit we spending to win Watching us fall, bitch you playing pretend aye Bitch we too lit we got fire in our spit aye aye All you buzz killers don't know shit Bitch we too lit, we got too many many racks to spend F*ck all your f*ck shit we spending to win Watching us fall, bitch you playing pretend (aye aye aye) Van Gogh bitch, know what I did, no I'm not innocent Play with my zipper, I wreck her like Guinness did What you expect when I spit nitroglycerin This is my home, no I'm not visiting Welcome to the brokenhearted and misery Tell me what the fucks parental advisory When you mix fire magic with the chemistry Thought we fell off but we back again Go ahead and run your mouth to all your friends We're not like you, you wish we saw you Want to be us, can not touch us we're too lit Bitch we're too lit, hot to the touch I'd sit on your lap but you'd like that too much This power you're feeling a reflection of us With bitches like you, can you really keep up (eyah) Been a monster and it shows Spitting hot lava at the shows F*ck a haha and a blah blah give her chakra for her throat huh If you think differently Treat it like covid and just keep your distance Cause ghetto witch mob and it's infinite Motherfucker and we got an infantry eyah Bitch we too lit we got fire in our spit aye aye All you buzz killers don't know shit Bitch we too lit, we got too many many racks to spend F*ck all your f*ck shit we spending to win Watching us fall, bitch you playing pretend aye Bitch we too lit we got fire in our spit aye aye All you buzz killers don't know shit Bitch we too lit, we got too many many racks to spend F*ck all your f*ck shit we spending to win Watching us fall, bitch you playing pretend aye Too lit trippin in my emo phase, wrists slit Bong hit, product of a ghetto witch, bitch Nuh uh uh this lips, these hips You can't look full eclipse Broom stick got it loaded fully equipped aye Fully equipped, leave em fully acquitted Might catch a snitch, but I'm not playing quidditch Completely demented, made in his image Psychotic tendencies got me committed I don't get sleep, ain't no rest for the wicked Access denied, permission restricted I know I'm gifted we got you addicted Ghetto Witch Mob, f*ck your opinions Hold up, wait a minute, let me switch it up We can play a game, then we pick it up Get with us, kick the shit and mix it up Quick to fill a blunt and a double cup Everybody and they mama notice us I guess that we are a topic to discuss On this whole entire motherfucking planet Not a single soul that I can even trust I'm allergic to all of the bullshit Something tells me that you are so full of it Everything you do is not as authentic Like it fell right off of the pulpit This is a declaration of Independence And the record labels, they can keep the mentions They be promising all of this different shit But I know that they just been pretending Bitch we too lit we got fire in our spit aye aye All you buzz killers don't know shit Bitch we too lit, we got too many many racks to spend F*ck all your f*ck shit we spending to win Watching us fall, bitch you playing pretend aye