| Riding through your city you see who I’m with
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| If you hating on us homie you should quit
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| She wanna kick it with us, see just how we live
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| Now she drinking, now she smoking with the kids
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| My whole squad fuckin' lit
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| Lit, lit, lit, lit
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| My whole squad fuckin' lit
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| Lit, lit, lit, lit, we lit
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| My whole squad fuckin' lit
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| We can smoke or drink it’s really nothing
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| We can go out start a riot everything is jumping
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| We can stay up from the night until the early morning
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| We can do just what we want I think we’re onto something
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| I get inside it’s whatever feel better, I am on top of the world
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| And there’s nothing that’s better than this, I’ve been spaced with this bitch
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| Floating and dipping through planets
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| I see the earth but I’m not landing
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| God damn it, God damn it, it’s hot like the summer Miami
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| But cold at the top of this planet
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| Whole squad invited, if you roll up then you light it
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| Feeling like Tony the Tiger… great
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| Know that you’re the shit when they can’t say nothing
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| Are you poppin' or you are mad or can you say something
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| No you don’t know but you will when you see us coming
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| I don’t want no haters around when I’m just tryna chill
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| So catch me with
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| Riding through your city you see who I’m with
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| If you hating on us homie you should quit
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| She wanna kick it with us, see just how we live
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| Now she drinking, now she smoking with the kids
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| My whole squad fuckin' lit
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| Lit, lit, lit, lit
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| My whole squad fuckin' lit
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| Lit, lit, lit, lit, we lit
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| My whole squad fuckin' lit
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| Off that peach ciroc, someone pass the J
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| R.I.P the club, that shit passed away
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| I know I’m the greatest, feel like Casius Clay
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| Everything I rock, they jock, then I’m on to the next, lil nigga you late
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| (Sheesh!)
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| I just want it all, hit my squad know that I get it
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| Nah you ain’t gotta wait in line
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| Just say who you with that’s Futuristic
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| Highly gifted, ultra lit, they know I did it for the city
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| Ain’t nobody fuckin' with me
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| Like I’m Diddy, bitches showing titties, if I dip, then they all even with me
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| (Sheesh!)
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| Got another bottle in my hand now, never took hand-outs
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| Step outside before I stand out
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| Take another shot, mm, man down
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| Everybody lit, like fire at a camp ground
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| They ain’t wanna fuck with the kid
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| Now they trynna chill with the man
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| Leave a message right at the tone
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| I’ll get back to you when I can
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| Riding through your city you see who I’m with
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| If you hating on us homie you should quit
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| She wanna kick it with us, see just how we live
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| Now she drinking, now she smoking with the kids
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| My whole squad fuckin' lit
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| Lit, lit, lit, lit
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| My whole squad fuckin' lit
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| Lit, lit, lit, lit, we lit
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| My whole squad fuckin' lit |