Ain't Lit Enough
[Intro: Reel]
Got the whole crew in this bitch, you feel me?
(Yuh)
[Verse 1: Reel]
Woke up this morning I told that big brodie gon run it up
I was down on my dick I been loading them choppers and sticks but he told me ain’t lit enough
Bring out the fire then load it up
All of these pakis talk big we gon blow 'em off (For real)
Leaving a bruise on neck he can show it off
I been that guy for while but these lil' boys just lying a lot if you repping then hold it up
I was tryna buy that bitch a Beamer, but I ended up leaving (Yeah)
She was never a believer, but I bet she believe it now
Fuck all that reaching out, you gotta see me 'round
Word to everybody who thought I was trippin' I’m keeping my God wit me taking the demon out
Pakis be moving all crazy they signing to labels advances with cheap amounts (Yeah)
Know your worth bitch
I be broke but move like I’m fly ego out of this world bitch
We been all crazy, I’m ridin' the hood on the whip like the seats got no people to hold still
She talking all freaky I don’t even know her get hot but I told her like “hoe chill”
Gotta go quick
Can’t have a lame speeding by me my wheels boutta blow shit (On God)
I spent half of my cheque on the studio tryna get more lit
Talking all crazy he folded
He ain’t a fan of the pro shit
Find you a hobby lil bitch I be focused
I’m tryna blow up then blow up the whole game
Kill them pakis go get me the propane
I blew it said fuck it let’s go again
I been keeping that real about it
How you feel about it?
Ain’t in the game but we still the loudest
When I’m riding alone I be whipping faster
How you call him the goat when I’m in the mountains?
Y’all driving me crazy don’t know the route is
Gimme a couple of years and my family in a mansion
I promise
Rolling out of that LC like a carpet
I be chasing the bag in the morning, nighttime I’m crawling
Wake up again then get the shit restarted
Give fuck who else in this Mo’fucking game, I’m harder, I'm hardest
[Chorus: Reel]
I been getting so damn lit (Ay, ay, ay)
Blew off all the competition off of two damn hit (Bitch)
She wasn’t buying to the rapping so I sold that bitch yeah
Kick it down, give a fuck if it a full house bitch
Been doing shoots all day
Drive them back them pakis been my fucking day ones
I bought some new drip I bought my bae one (aight)
Falling in love wit the cash
I’m boutta find me a bag
I’m boutta find me a bag
Fuck all them other pakis I’m about to move past
My shit is where the shit at, yuh
[Verse 2: Reel]
They ain’t know who they talking to
Better Knew the results what that barking do
Pass the law tell myself “they ain’t fuck wit you”
Some these blue badges ain’t fuck with the colorful
And we still got that “fuck you” attitude, when we riding through
Turn up you lil pakis late to the rendezvous (Okay, okay)
Cooking up rappers this shit a barbecue
Sucking up when the industry mockin you (Bop, bop, bop, bop)
I rep underground it’s a brotherhood
We better than half of these other fools
Taking off I’m boutta hit the sun and moon
We tryna live it up in malibu
And you better knew
When you disciplined nobody stopping you
Everyone hardest till the real hardest saying he gon take a took a shot at you (For real)
Yeah I been the artist,
Everyone from the start should’ve run with
Imma give my whole family the marbles
All the rooms gon' be bigger than markets
All these goofies gon die if they fuck wit him
I been dreaming bout living in tall building (Yeah)
Why they call him the prodigy God picked him (Yeah)
Capping pakis ain’t spraying just fuck bitches (Yeah)
And my catalogue always a must listen (Yeah)
I’m more solid than you in yo tough pictures
They don’t see how to stop him it's right vision
60 hour yeah, weeks I’m different
Y’all be bitching just look at the time difference
Living in a different zone, minds bigger
I’m boutta light up the mo'fucking city just hang if you wit me we finna run up a few milly (Bop, bop, bop, bop, boom)
[Chorus: Reel]
I been getting so damn lit (Ay, ay, ay)
Blew off all the competition off of two damn hit (Bitch)
She wasn’t buying to the rapping so I sold that bitch yeah
Kick it down, give a fuck if it a full house bitch
Been doing shoots all day
Drive them back them pakis been my fucking day ones
I bought some new drip I bought my bae one (aight)
Falling in love wit the cash
I’m boutta find me a bag
I’m boutta find me a bag
Fuck all them other pakis I’m about to move past
My shit is where the shit at, yuh