Little Bit

Touch a bit
Little bit
Blow it up
Take a hit
Anytime we say we quite
Honestly a hit or miss
Run it back
Take it slow
Growin on you like some mold
Never doin what we're told

Touch a bit
Little bit
Blow it up
Take a hit
Anytime we say we quite
Honestly a hit or miss
Run it back
Take it slow
Growin on you like some mold
Never doin what we're told

I don't wanna waste time
I don't wanna waste mine
But I been hangin here stuck on this line
Runnin through theories bout my life in my mind
Look over my shoulder
Left people behind
Stuck in the past
Where is the now
I don't know what we're doin here now

JAMES COLT:
Roll it up take a hit now I’m lifted
Getting high til I feel there’s no existence
Tripping til I’m falling on the floor
Now I just need me a little bit more
It’s never enough it’s never enough for me
No complacency complacency
Hated rules and school since grade 3
Still I Never let a motherfucker change me

Touch a bit
Little bit
Blow it up
Take a hit
Anytime we say we quite
Honestly a hit or miss
Run it back
Take it slow
Growin on you like some mold
Never doin what we're told

Touch a bit
Little bit
Blow it up
Take a hit
Anytime we say we quite
Honestly a hit or miss
Run it back
Take it slow
Growin on you like some mold
Never doin what we're told

NICK ROYAL:
Better off
I just wish I wasn’t empty
Remember love
If that’s even fucking in me
I belong
Go on tell me where to go
I remember people telling me I’m better on my own
They were right
I feel new
Yeah there’s nothing I can’t do
Yeah I’m winning with the crew
Never simping
Not for you
Ima fight
For the right
To be myself today
Ima light up the blunt
Never scared to fade away
Yeah I’m sitting in the dark
Dwell on what I’m gonna do
What the fuck
Where’s the spark
I need fire in the booth
We’re a choir for the truth
What the fuck don’t try to test
Check the score
We some fools
Ya we’re nothing but the best

Touch a bit
Little bit
Blow it up
Take a hit
Anytime we say we quite
Honestly a hit or miss
Run it back
Take it slow
Growin on you like some mold
Never doin what we're told

Touch a bit
Little bit
Blow it up
Take a hit
Anytime we say we quite
Honestly a hit or miss
Run it back
Take it slow
Growin on you like some mold
Never doin what we're told

NICK WISE:
Leave the memories
If you wanna go
You said you’d let me be
Then you came to the show
Now I’m so confused
What you want me to do
Like I ain’t got nun to lose
But I do, but I do
Wrist my neck for this shit, you can’t take it away
I got Fendi on my hip, I got bands in my safe
You were holdin me back now I’m gone my own way
Now I'm gone my own way