Get It Litty

[Verse]
It get litty, it's a party every time my niggas show up (And that's for sho')
Boy, don't die in this bitch, watch what you throw up (Watch what you throw up)
Sick my purple rains got a stain from this soc
Mix it up a little, couple drops, and it's yola (Yeah)
Think he fuckin' with me, cuddie off some Coca-Cola (Off that shit)
Bullets flyin' when we bouncin' out this 'Yota (Pow, pow, pow, pow)
I ain't a P, she ran a fee, I guess I'm chosen (Ayy, run it in)
I 2-0 in these streets, boy, I'm golden
Ayy, pshh, real dope fiends (For sho')
Certified street nigga, shoot and drop the whole thing (Fa, fa, fa, fa)
I ain't picking up today, let my phone ring (Ayy, let it ring)
Fuck a half, blood, you know I copped the whole thing (Ayy)
Send her to the store and beat her ass, she coppеd the wrong thing (Bitch)
She said that she lеaving, told her, "Bye", let the hoe leave (Bye)
This a VLONE shirt, plain, but a long-sleeve
Finna take a trip, do something different down in Long Beach (Hold on)
And I ain't talkin' bout no vacation
If you gon' do the move, then do it now, blood, I hate waitin'
HotBoii, sittin' in this room got him fake bakin' (Hot! Hot!)
Juke move on a fufu, get to shake, shakin' (Ah, ah)
My dick in her belly, she tryna run, no she can't take it (Ayy)
Them niggas die on that side, they just can't face it
Bro got a 'Cat, I got a 'Hawk, but we ain't racin' (Skrrt)
Nigga, I don't fuckin' cap
I just shit talk on these beats, I don't mumble rap (Ayy)
Bitch sparked up a seed in her 'Wood, what the fuck is that? (Ayy, what the fuck)
Blood doin' a hunnid, almost lost him, but he brung it back (Skrrt)
Fuck a stock clip, cuddie, my Glock got a drum attached
My doobie in the ashtray, so don't touch it, I ain't done with that (Ayy, don't touch it)
I'm finna roll it up, and smoke a copper (Copper)
Bippin' whips, got no cuts, blood I do it proper (Proper)
Don't get smoked tryna fight, I ain't no boxer I ain't no boxer (I ain't no boxer)
She doin' splits in this bitch, I'm finna knock her
Come see how we kick it, shit, I ain't talkin' bout soccer
This bitch talk the most shit, but she can't show a dollar (Can't show a dollar)
I'm finna roast your dusty ass, I got the hollas
It's nothin' but gangsters and p's in here poppin collars (Poppin' collars)
I'm a beast nigga, street nigga with some knowledge (With some knowledge)
But, shit, I ain't go to college (Nah)
I start playin' with guns, go for nun, we was robbin'
This ain't Nef the Pharoah, but my niggas big tymin' (Big tymin')
I'm tryna cop a Rollie with the big diamonds (Big diamonds)
If I say I'm comin', nigga, whole clique slidin' (Whole clique slidin')
Tryna ride the wave, boy, you niggas dick ridin' (Dick ridin')
I don't say slatt, bitch, my niggas big slimin'
(Leek, this muhfucka so sleezy)