Lit as f*ck lyrics

[Intro: Anti Da Menace]
(Bang that sh*t, Keyz)
Yeah, hah

[Chorus: Anti Da Menace]
Yeah, woke up lit as f*ck this morning
Murder on my brain, I still be seein' blood while I'm performin', facts
n*ggas hatin' on Anti, but his b*tch keep gettin' horny
Frrt, switches stay on standby, I'm gon' give your ass a warning
Yeah, Baby B from Wicked West, play, b*tch, I'm gon' rip your vest
Say, gang, can you get my TEC? Time to get these n*ggas stretched
Treat my blicky like a lighter, put the oppers out like cigarettes
One died, he couldn't survive, that other sissy n*gga next

[Verse 1: Anti Da Menace]
I'm in that mode for real, so I won't never fold for real
Bank account filled with them dollar bills, this sh*t might give you chills
Told my mama that we good, I'm havin' packs all in the hood
Facts, spot filled with them 'bows, come shop with us, lil' b*tch, we good, huh
Can't believe I got this far drivin' in a foreign car
Come here, pus*y boy, don't run, I see you out, I let it spark
If I wreck this b*tch tonight, can I buy another 'Cat?
If he move up out of town, I know where his brother at

[Chorus: Anti Da Menace]
Yeah, woke up lit as f*ck this morning
Murder on my brain, I still be seein' blood while I'm performin', facts
n*ggas hatin' on Anti, but his b*tch keep gettin' horny
Frrt, switches stay on standby, I'm gon' give your ass a warning
Yeah, Baby B from Wicked West, play, b*tch, I'm gon' rip your vest
Say, gang, can you get my TEC? Time to get these n*ggas stretched
Treat my blicky like a lighter, put the oppers out like cigarettes
One died, he couldn't survive, that other sissy n*gga next
[Verse 2: Luh Tyler]
Ayy, n*ggas, they be wack, we get cake and that's a fact
Know my n*ggas gon' attack, ffft, switch'll rip his back
Bro put n*ggas in his pack, freak b*tch, she gon' throw it back
Get this b*tch, man, she a nat, I'm gon' get straight to the sack
I'm gon' get straight to that sack, I ain't cuffin' on no nat
What you on? You smokin' crack? This that gas, this ain't no Black
Stay on your pivot, don't get caught lack, these n*ggas that hate don't got no bag
Bro look like Jason with his mask, yeah, he get on n*ggas' ass

[Chorus: Anti Da Menace]
Yeah, woke up lit as f*ck this morning
Murder on my brain, I still be seein' blood while I'm performin', facts
n*ggas hatin' on Anti, but his b*tch keep gettin' horny
Frrt, switches stay on standby, I'm gon' give your ass a warning
Yeah, Baby B from Wicked West, play, b*tch, I'm gon' rip your vest
Say, gang, can you get my TEC? Time to get these n*ggas stretched
Treat my blicky like a lighter, put the oppers out like cigarettes
One died, he couldn't survive, that other sissy n*gga next