Lyrics to We Lit
I fucked a bitch that I met in church (What?)
She sucked my dick for a fucking purse (Yeah)
I got an uzi, inside a vert (Brrr)
Gucci or Louis all on my shirt (Wow)
She wanna fuck me, gotta check my agenda
I met that little bitch out in Bethesda
What was her name, I can't remember?
Flex (Yeah) Finesse (Yeah)

I'm in this bitch and we lit (Its lit)
Little bitch I know I'm the shit (The shit)
Do you see this ice on my wrist? (God damn)
I bet that we fuck and don't kiss (We won't)
I picked up two pints and a P (Cooking)
I got the bands all on me (I do)
I fell in love with the lean (I did)
She fell in love with the team (Yeah yeah)

Woah, I'm with a whole lot of shooters
I met this bitch out in Hooters
She ride on my dick like a scooter
Woah, she used to call me a loser
Damn, now I just call her an Uber
Woah, you know that I hit it and boot her
Yeah, I think that she want me to use her
Wonder why [?] pussy feel looser

We running the game and you know it (You know it)
We popping them bottles bottles of Moët
I pull out the coke and she blow it
You know all them bitches be going
I'm in a foreign you know that I'm stunting
Through the dash, I go over a hundred
I get the bag, Designer my luggage
Look at my pockets, I filled it with hundreds

Its 4 in the morning and I'm still booted up
Call up my savage, pop out the cut
I fuck on these hoes, I don't give a fuck
I'm calling up Dan, he got all the sluts
She suck on my dick, and she lick on my nuts
She want me to put both of my thumbs in her butt
Look up the kitty, I put her in cuffs
I roll up a J, and then I got stuck (Gang gang gang)

I'm in this bitch and we lit (Its lit)
Little bitch I know I'm the shit (The shit)
Do you see this ice on my wrist? (God damn)
I bet that we fuck and don't kiss (We won't)
I picked up two pints and a P (Cooking)
I got the bands all on me (I do)
I fell in love with the lean (I did)
She fell in love with the team (Yeah yeah)

I fucked a bitch that I met in church (What?)
She sucked my dick for a fucking purse (Yeah)
I got an uzi, inside a vert (Brrr)
Gucci or Louis all on my shirt (Wow)
She wanna fuck me, gotta check my agenda
I met that little bitch out in Bethesda
What was her name, I can't remember?
Flex (Yeah) Finesse (Yeah)

I'm in this bitch and we lit (Its lit)
Little bitch I know I'm the shit (The shit)
Do you see this ice on my wrist? (God damn)
I bet that we fuck and don't kiss (We won't)
I picked up two pints and a P (Cooking)
I got the bands all on me (I do)
I fell in love with the lean (I did)
She fell in love with the team (Yeah yeah)
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