2 Lit lyrics

[Intro]
Uh Uh Uh Mob Uh Uh
Uh Uh Uh sh*t wasn’t the plan
Uh uh uh sh*t wasn’t the plan
Uh sh*t wasn’t the plan uh uh

[Hook]
I’m in the hood, I gotta shipment of grams
I get this sh*t gon fast
b*tches get gone, you better not give her yo’ cash
I rather spend on my man
I’m a kick the b*tch out and don’t pay for her cab
Spankin’ they ass I feel like they dad
I want 2Lit work I don’t want him to crash
That boy be tweakin’ don’t pass him the blam
Bruh say he don’t f*ck wit’ you I’m on yo’ ass
I’m fishin’ they car I’m the Michelin man
I had to stay focused to get me some bands
I’m way too ahead to be f*ckin’ a strag
I’m a lit ass n*gga, can’t f*ck if she trash
Run into my vic’, he gettin’ smashed
I’m a get rich first them n*ggas last
They need to free the alley out the can

[Verse]
If it’s up wit’ me n*gga then tell me
Ain’t f*ckin’ wit nobody all of em fail me
I left the crib and homicide trailed me
He ain’t come to the city I mailed it
Still in the hood trappin’ building to building
n*ggas scared to hop out so they killin’ the children
And we don’t give a f*ck but we don’t hit civilians
I’m a focus on me until I get some millions
Them b*tches be chewing the game
I’m f*ckin’ that b*tch I ain’t knowing’ her name
Long as I get money no b*tch ain’t gon’ change
I been through some sh*t I take percs for the pain yeah
Gotta beam wit’ the Glock I’ll hit em wit’ the laser
I’m f*ckin’ her early can’t come over later
I’m cashin’ out daily sh*t ain’t amazin’
Every b*tch left me right after I made it
Put the drums in his face, try run we’ll face em
I just caught a body tell the J’s Ima face it
That n*gga mad I put di*k his lady
She f*ck me and him I ain’t claimin’ that baby
[Hook]
I’m in the hood, I gotta shipment of grams
I get this sh*t gon fast
b*tches get gone, you better not give her yo’ cash
I rather spend on my man
I’m a kick the b*tch out and don’t pay for her cab
Spankin’ they ass I feel like they dad
I want 2Lit work I don’t want him to crash
That boy be tweakin’ don’t pass him the blam
Bruh say he don’t f*ck wit’ you I’m on yo’ ass
I’m fishin’ they car I’m the Michelin man
I had to stay focused to get me some bands
I’m way too ahead to be f*ckin’ a strag
I’m a lit ass n*gga, can’t f*ck if she trash
Run into my vic’, he gettin’ smashed
I’m a get rich first them n*ggas last
They need to free the alley out the can

[Outro]
I’m a lit ass n*gga, can’t f*ck if she trash
Run into my vic’, he gettin’ smashed
I’m get rich first them n*ggas last
They need to free the alley out the can