Titi

[Intro: Li Heat]
Ayy, let that shit ride, Tav
Let's go, skrrt, skrrt
Ayy, gang
Turn me up, ayy

[Chorus: Li Heat]
Gang, call up lil' Titi again
Her nigga don't know she been drivin' the pent
Seventeen nicks like Jeremy Lin
I cut off my bitch, no, we ain't winnin'
I cut off my bitch, she went right side, left
I don't use elevators, yeah, I like big steps
If she try to charge me, I'm tellin' the ref
Tag team bust a bitch like we mad at Jeff

[Verse 1: Li Heat]
And I aim with the heat like the young D Wade
Choppa cuttin' shit, give an opp temp fade
Ah, Lil Baby and Dugg, lil' bitch, we paid
If I fuck, I'ma dip like I opened some Lay's
My dawg in the kennel, let D out the cage
I'm young with money, so I'm stuck in my ways
Ayy, I swing the stick like a drunk ass uncle
Hit from the back, bet I pull out her frontal
Yeah, your nigga dumb, but GG dumber
You not a boss, lil' bitch, you a runner
Ayy, I'm a big boss like Vince McMahon
She slurp the dick like it's drink in a can
Make up your mind, you a opp or a fan?
You cut off the lights, my diamonds gon' dance
You cut on the lights, my diamonds gon' blind
Like the opps got rank, we'll pull up and aim

[Chorus: Li Heat]
Gang, call up lil' Titi again
Her nigga don't know she been drivin' the pent
Seventeen nicks like Jeremy Lin
I cut off my bitch, no, we ain't winnin'
I cut off my bitch, she went right side, left
I don't use elevators, yeah, I like big steps
If she try to charge me, I'm tellin' the ref
Tag team bust a bitch like we mad at Jeff

[Verse 2: Big Yavo]
Yeah, I'm just smokin' Jamaican like potion
On the E, just picked up your ho friend
How the fuck you a trapper and you don't know the meaning?
I'm tryna find me a opp, mix a hunnid in the season
And I keep my heat, I ain't goin' to Cleveland
Gangsta bitch, she keep a heat in her cleavage
Before I dip, gotta grab my Glock, can't leave it
My opps odd, the score uneven
Ayy, sippin' good drink, Li Heat pour some more up
Adidas, I'm tryna run some more up
I'm in the club with ten bottles on top of the sofa
I fuck with robbers and killers, my show fucked
Ayy, look, I'm havin' bread, cold cut
'Fore I let him beat, my, I'll kill a nigga dead like Oprah
Look, my opps Fruit Loops, all of 'em boxed in
She don't drop the panties, call her opp friend (Let's go)

[Chorus: Li Heat]
Gang, call up lil' Titi again
Her nigga don't know she been drivin' the pent
Seventeen nicks like Jeremy Lin
I cut off my bitch, no, we ain't winnin'
I cut off my bitch, she went right side, left
I don't use elevators, yeah, I like big steps
If she try to charge me, I'm tellin' the ref
Tag team bust a bitch like we mad at Jeff