Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Everything Lit, artist - Dave East.
Date of issue: 01.10.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Everything Lit |
Everything lit |
Bad bitch, whole lot of smoke |
Hundred thousand dollars worth of coke |
Scared of being broke |
I meet my connect on a boat |
No time to waste, I got to go |
Everything lit |
Bad bitch, whole lot of smoke |
Hundred thousand dollars worth of coke |
Scared of being broke |
I meet my connect on a boat |
No time to waste, I got to go |
Everything lit |
Walking all alone like Denzel in Book of Eli |
88 aura, velour sweatsuit Fila (old school!) |
Connect answered the phone like… meet I |
I got a couple pieces, I hope you got you a nina |
I’m watching Selena with a bitch from Argentina |
She just copped a Beamer, can’t pass this bitch steamer |
Only me and her can fit in it, a two seats |
Black Rose knocking she called up like two divas |
Now it’s looking like me and three bitches |
Fame is kind of cool but at the end I need riches |
You set it on fire, can’t mend bridges |
I’m in the Benz just fucking with twin sisters |
Like Tia and Tamara, I’m giving her space |
You crowd her and don’t allow her |
Fresher than a shower, counting money by the hour |
Kush in New York, click-off, got heavy, dour |
Blunted watching Power |
Everything lit |
Bad bitch, whole lot of smoke |
Hundred thousand dollars worth of coke |
Scared of being broke |
I meet my connect on a boat |
No time to waste, I got to go |
Everything lit |
Bad bitch, whole lot of smoke |
Hundred thousand dollars worth of coke |
Scared of being broke |
I meet my connect on a boat |
No time to waste, I got to go |
Everything lit |
Bad bitches, whole lot of smoke |
Quarter million dollars worth of dope, I’m the Hulk |
They ain’t want me in the streets to get married |
So what we do, we ran off and we elope |
Lose a lot of blood then you start to get sleepy |
you know what that is weekly |
You tell me go to hell and I’ma tell you to meet me |
The fire’s right here, the desire is what completes me |
Piff, liquor, and molly, chicks getting their roll on |
I’m just walking round the highrise with my Robe on |
Keep the crib warmer, used to have to leave the stove on |
Let’s get right to the money, ain’t no need to prolong |
Paper ain’t right, headshots with the four long |
Niggas fall off cause they don’t know how to hold on |
If them people grab you, don’t ever sing shit |
You ain’t gotta light nothing up my nigga cause… |
Everything lit |
Bad bitch, whole lot of smoke |
Hundred thousand dollars worth of coke |
Scared of being broke |
I meet my connect on a boat |
No time to waste, I got to go |
Everything lit |
Bad bitch, whole lot of smoke |
Hundred thousand dollars worth of coke |
Scared of being broke |
I meet my connect on a boat |
No time to waste, I got to go |
Everything lit |
Check it from the aura to the feet |
Probably just pulled a lick, got a drug deal to meet |
Pull up in the six to the mix like we read |
Got a handgun, pretty big zip full of weed from the south side |
Hope a prayer shift to the east |
In the zone might try to break bones of police |
Whoever didn’t eat may be feast when the beast die |
Used to slang on, Jackson and Buenavista |
Always painted a picture, none of 'em Mona Lisa |
It’s more like my tongue is the brush |
Kiss said we gettin' money, P it comes in a rush |
So the guns in the clutch and the car is the clutch |
Ask myself is a mansion and foreign enough |
Answer no cause you know you seen the yards and the cuffs |
Got a lot but I ain’t ask Allah for enough |
So I’m searching for the balance, my niggas pull out a chalice |
Everything lit |
Bad bitch, whole lot of smoke |
Hundred thousand dollars worth of coke |
Scared of being broke |
I meet my connect on a boat |
No time to waste, I got to go |
Everything lit |
Bad bitch, whole lot of smoke |
Hundred thousand dollars worth of coke |
Scared of being broke |
I meet my connect on a boat |
No time to waste, I got to go |
Everything lit |