Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Stay Lit, artist - Rojas. Date of issue: 16.05.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Stay Lit |
| Every day we stay lit, yeah |
| Catch me in the 'Rari with a grip, yeah |
| Diamonds on my wrist cost a brick, yeah |
| And my diamonds dancin' just like Rihanna, woah |
| Every day we stay lit, yeah |
| Drivin' in the coupe, cost a grip, yeah (skrrt, skrrt) |
| And the diamonds on my wrist cost a brick, yeah |
| All my diamonds dancin', dancin' just like Rihanna, woah |
| Yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy |
| We make a movie, yeah, yeah |
| I’m feelin' woozy, yeah, ayy |
| She in the two-piece, yeah, ayy |
| She wanna screw me, yeah, ayy |
| Your bitch a floozy, yeah |
| Dip in the 'Rari, I’m zoomin', yeah, ayy |
| Make her twerk for the purp |
| She got me like ooh, yeah, ayy |
| We make a movie, yeah, yeah |
| I’m feelin' woozy, yeah, ayy |
| She in the two-piece, yeah, ayy |
| She wanna screw me, yeah, ayy |
| Your bitch a floozy, yeah |
| Dip in the 'Rari, I’m zoomin', yeah, ayy |
| Make her twerk for the purp |
| She got me like ooh, yeah, ayy |
| Every day we stay lit, yeah |
| Catch me in the 'Rari with a grip, yeah |
| Diamonds on my wrist cost a brick, yeah |
| And my diamonds dancin' just like Rihanna, woah |
| Every day we stay lit, yeah |
| Drivin' in the coupe, cost a grip, yeah (skrrt, skrrt) |
| And the diamonds on my wrist cost a brick, yeah |
| All my diamonds dancin', dancin' just like Rihanna, woah |
| Ayy, ayy |
| Big old chain, I ran them knots up |
| Ayy my dreads late, no, thought I’d keep my hair done |
| Ayy, Baby Lo, crippin' on my watch, we takin' blocks, cuz |
| Ayy, shout out all my monsters swervin' yachts in Broward |
| Ayy, we Suge Knightin' shit, lil' nigga, we got power |
| I said we Suge Knightin' shit, lil' nigga, we got power |
| Ayy, you can’t fuck with me, ayy |
| Ayy I come through bangin' big C’s, ayy |
| You see this purple rag match my cup of lean, ayy |
| On Grape Street sippin' MGP, ayy, ayy |
| Shallow 100, it’s drop season |
| And we ain’t sellin' sweaters, drop season, ayy |
| Phantom with the deuce, ripe like peaches, thick like cream |
| I miss my old self lowkey |
| So I’m gettin' to this money and I’m pourin' up this lean |
| Ain’t no tryna rob me, lil' boy that’s in his dreams |
| Every day we stay lit, yeah |
| Catch me in the 'Rari with a grip, yeah |
| Diamonds on my wrist cost a brick, yeah |
| And my diamonds dancin' just like Rihanna, woah |
| Every day we stay lit, yeah |
| Drivin' in the coupe, cost a grip, yeah (skrrt, skrrt) |
| And the diamonds on my wrist cost a brick, yeah |
| All my diamonds dancin', dancin' just like Rihanna, woah |