Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Litty, artist - Meek Mill. Album song DC4, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 27.10.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Maybach
Song language: English
Litty |
| Woo! |
| I’m on my way to an island |
| And I’m popping shit at the pilot (fly shit only) |
| Niggas be broke and be starving |
| But still talking shit like they violent (niggas is broke) |
| They said that they honest, talk money |
| These niggas gon' say that they got it |
| Get it now boy, the key to success |
| 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 |
| Tell your homie, keep on coming out his mouth, I’m sending somethin' round his |
| way |
| Niggas barely getting lawyer money |
| Better get some Sig Sauer money |
| Running 'round like you 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 |
| 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 partners is poppin', you know that we litty again |
| All of 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 |
| 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 welfare |
| 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' 9s, 10s 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 up in the stars like she in the airline |
| Niggas 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 Quentin Miller |
| A QM, that’s a quarter milli |
| They don’t wanna see Jae 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 |
| 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 partners is poppin', you know that we litty again |
| All of 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 |
| All of my niggas is way up |
| These niggas is haters, I know that they haters (fuckers) |
| 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, whip it |
| Like the coco when we mix the soda up |
| Perfect timing and we’re blowing up |
| Fuck it, I’m a light the Rollie up |
| Shawty fucking for Chanel |
| I ain’t tripping, that’s a coconut |
| 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 |
| 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 partners is poppin', you know that we litty again |
| All of 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 |