808 Louie - Lit lyrics

[Chorus: Hollywood Kane] Throw a couple pills back cuz I need it for the pressure Got my hand up her skirt my other hand on my beverage Pouring up at red lights downtown still booming Let her do what she do Let them hoes keep choose Whole crew here Lit! Lit! Lit! [Verse 1: Hollywood Kane Still drunk off the liquor I got vicodins all my system Wooooahah f** with me wrong and my n***as coming at your front door Still blowing my smoke in the sky still getting checks like verizon I pulled your b**h with my eyes p**y just like fire hydrants Please don't spill my drink b**h I know mixing d** and liquor dangerous Introduce my n***as to who you came with Them blonde b**hes super sayain sh** I ain't even got rubbers tho f** it tho I still ran the risk Tussin had me having random visions People love to talk and they still hate to listen Weed louder than a motor running from the motor city like I played the Pistons Eyes redder than the Bulls jerseys out in shy town smoke until I'm winded This b**h done spilled my drink This b**h done spilled my drink I hope she giving head in tryna find out what she thinking Tryna hit it from the back and make it clap just like ovations We can f** and drink and smoke and just then just kick it David Akers People b**hing about life but b**h this sh** is what you make it Had yo b**h up I here naked Goddam Goddam [Chorus: Hollywood Kane] Throw a couple pills back cuz I need it for the pressure Got my hand up her skirt my other hand on my beverage Pouring up at red lights downtown still booming Let her do what she do Let them hoes keep choose Whole crew here Lit! Lit! Lit! [Verse 2: 3azy] My whole crew up in her lit We be drinking until we ain't makin no sense Sipping on all different gin I can't tell if she by herself Or got a twin n***a These b**hes be choosin They seeing da gang And pursuin us Switchin on u like she judas I got a couple n***as That run through ya whole squad Man we do this Ahh You ain't dis weight cla** Gang a go Banana clips Wit da ape mask Big daddys stop a car like a break pad Know a couple hittas Ill call that'll bang dat Ahh Got Too many demons They saying I'm co*ky Got too many reasons n***a been ballin That's too many seasons Have your girl switch up Like da weather do seasons She practicing treason my n***a The things she be doing You wouldn't believe it my n***a She open her mouth like she preaching She bringin a friend Threesome The morals she had at yo crib where she keep em They callin me bull for a reason She seeing my pics and she cheesin I'm takin her breathe got her wheezin If u see me wit ya girl I bet you know I hit it Everything I ever do I put soul in it Guarantee you know me or you know my n***as Gettin lit up in da club n***a [Chorus: Hollywood Kane] Throw a couple pills back cuz I need it for the pressure Got my hand up her skirt my other hand on my beverage Pouring up at red lights downtown still booming Let her do what she do Let them hoes keep choose Whole crew here Lit! Lit! Lit!