I’m Lit lyrics

[Intro: A.I Hound & Mula Gzz]
Ayo, f*ck the opps, y'all n*ggas be on my di*k
That's [?]
Look, I'ma come home, y'all could never get Trippy back
He's in somebodies backwood right now, f*ck the opps
Grrt, baow

[Verse 1: Mula Gzz & Velly Vellz]
Shooters hop out, it's lit (Yes)
Spin on the gang, get hit (Grrt-baow)
Run up on me, get ya wig split (Baow, baow)
Shooters hop out, five deep on the mission (Yeah)
I had the deuce, so I hit him (Baow)
I was so tight that I ain't have the Smithin (Huh?)
They call up Dot, didn't lift 'em
Free Mr. Rollak, he fry 'em like chicken (Yeah)
Who was gon' spin? We spin (Yeah)
What we gon' spin? It's lit (It's lit)
Come on, we spin, we got the stick (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
Hollow tips hit 'em, and knock off his leg (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
I got a gun, bеnd blocks
Run up on me, send shots
Yeah wе the Jets, we been hot (Huh?)
Yeah we the Jets, we been hot (Grrt, buh-buh-buh)
I call Banga, he stain 'em (Huh?)
I call Spazz, he change 'em (Yeah)
Back out the chops, but these hollows gon' flame 'em (Back out the—, huh?)
Back out the chops, but these hollows gon' flame 'em (Yeah)
I spot a opp, shots fly (Gang)
Whoopty Jet when I walk in the spot (Huh?)
Whoopty Jet when I walk in the spot (Huh?)
Whoopty Jet when I walk in the spot (Huh?)
Hold on, let's just start it with Trippy
n*gga got whacked, they mad, get with me (Stupid)
Co-come on my zip, sh*t sticky
Tell 'em come spin, I'ma shoot up they renty (Grrt, bah-bah)
Free Ranbro, he sticky
Free 38, and it's still f*ck Trippy (Free the guys)
I'ma go spin in some Yeezy
Don't need a mask, yeah, I need them to see me
b*tch on my di*k, she gon' eat-eat
Back out my di*k, and she keep sayin', "Feed me" (Huh?)
b*tch on my di*k, she gon' eat-eat
Back out my di*k, and she keep sayin', "Feed me" (Huh?)
Said, b*tch on my di*k, she gon' eat-eat
Back out my di*k, and she keep sayin', "Feed me" (Yeah)
b*tch on my di*k, she gon' eat-eat
Back out my di*k, and she keep sa— (Treesh)
b*tch, I'm lit, I know (Huh?)
They on di*k, I know (Yeah)
Vellz gon' dump, I know (Facts)
Blocks 9oh 'til it's time go (Yeah)
Gang
It's Spazz lil' b*tch
Gang, gang, gang (Rrah, rrah, rrah, rrah, rrah)
[Verse 2: Velly Vellz]
b*tch I'm lit (Gang), I know (Yeah)
So you gotta go, you ain't tryna get hit (Ain't tryna get hit)
I keep a pole, I ain't goin' like Trip' (I ain't goin' like Trip')
She won't leave me alone, said she just wanna lick
Blick got a di*k (di*k, di*k)
And I know that lil' Mula ain't shootin' to miss (Grrah)
That's my lil' brother and gangsta, on brodie
If anyone touch him, it's gonna get lit (On bro)

[Bridge: Velly Vellz]
If anyone touch my boy, then we uppin' toys
187, it's a DOA (On brodie)
My n*ggas from the North, up on every score
Everybody know we don't play (On brodie)
If you know about bad c*ck, b*tches mad hot
They know that's where them shooters lay (b*tch, b*tch)
Addicted to shootin', that's how I'ma stay (b*tch, b*tch)
Beam got a pole, now you playin' my game (Gang, gang)

[Verse 3: Velly Vellz]
"So you got a pole," I know (What?)
When you see a opp, why the f*ck you ain't blow? (What?)
Now you called broke, n*gga, you a b*tch
You a snitch like Trip', young cap up the score (For the gang)
Free Ally with the stick, first time brodie miss
Everybody talkin' sh*t like he ain't trained to go (What? What?)
All my n*ggas aimin' to put tags on toes
The head-to-hunters target if y'all n*ggas ain't know (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
My n*ggas got leg shots, chest shots
[?] got me in a leg lock
Opps gettin' beat up, stabbed, shot
f*ck with 300, then they gon' keep comin'
'Til them n*ggas got some new dead opps (Rrr)
Spin 'round, send shots (Rrr)
Send shots, bend blocks (Rrr)
Bend blocks, send shots
Bend blocks on 'em (Bend blocks)
Jay block don't carry thats the backboard put shots on em
We gon' need more than a dot for 'em (On bro)
n*ggas stay talkin' stuff on the 'net, but don't spin where I'm at
The spinner can't wait to go pop somethin' (Baow-baow, b*tch)
Go and get get a stick, n*gga stop runnin'
Your mans got whacked, go and drop somethin' (Baow)
Is you gon' blow? We don't care if the cops comin', b*tch (AXL)