Don Q - Everything Lit lyrics

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Don Q - Everything Lit lyrics

[Hook: Don Q] I'll make sure everything lit (x4) [Verse 1: Don Q] First off I'm the effin' man It just happened it was never planned Hit the beach just to catch a tan Louis flip flops when I step in sand Bunch of bottles when I'm stepping in They'll be stupid not to let us in She's just looking for a wedding band I make it ring, leave them wetting bands Im high as f**, I hope I never land Petter Pan flow, but he's the man though Search up once you leave the bando They gon k** you if you take a gram hoe Why would you wanna try My window down when I'm coming by I started off with a hundred dimes I ran up that one-hundred, one-hundred times I catch a body like I'm number nine Say f** the judge, n***a f** the time I see the hate but the love is blind You're waiting for it, I just jumped the line She called me cussin, man this hoe is buggin' Because I got the plug on the other line My stomach touching like is Ramadan Theres still no love for the other side I'll make sure everything lit Everything, everything, everything lit My roli shinning, n***a everything lit My clothes designer, n***a everything lit The hood behind us, n***a everything lit [Verse 2: Don Q] I know they're waiting to stop me n***as got hate in they're body Im off an eighth and an oxy I move that yay in the lobby I just ran into a blonde jon She's gon pull up with edible thongs on Young n***as putting THE BRONX on Who else you heard Flex drop a bomb on I make sure everything lit I make sure everything lit She's f**in, s**in when she jumps in the whip Thirty-hundred and thats just on the fit Dirty money and it's all off the fish Thirty minutes we could run through a zip You bought a Cuban hope it comes with a grip Wolves out, they be hunting and sh** (Look) [Verse 3: Don Q] Fast money just influence n***as Bad b**hes trynna ruin n***as Fast whips when I'm cruising n***a Brad Simmons when I'm moving n***a I pull the sleeve and let the arm breathe She's gon see the logo on the car keys Take a trip, west palm trees Just no bags, just jar weed Hoop ride with a deep tint I was laid back and the seat bent I'm strapped up playing defense When I went broke, I ain't sleep since Had the same clothes I ain't eat sh** Had to get work, had to remix Had to sling O's for them bankrolls Then my life changed when that piece hit [Hook/Outro] I'll make sure everything lit (x4) Everything, everything, everything lit My roli shinning, n***a everything lit My clothes designer, n***a everything lit The hood behind us, n***a everything lit