Meek Mill - Litty lyrics

[Verse 1: Meek Mill] Woo! I’m on my way to an island And I’m popping sh** at the pilot (fly sh** only) n***as be broke and be shopping But still talking sh** like they violent (n***as is broke) They said that they honest, talk money These n***as gonna say that they got it Get it now boy, the key to success And these n***as gon’ blame it on Khaled They don’t want to see you win (they don’t) They don’t want to see the Wraith (no) You don’t want to see your b**h caught up in the stars Like she’s outer space Mansion at the condo, condo at the mansion and I’m running out of space K.O. on me, keep ’em coming out his mouth, I’m sending somethin’ round his way n***as barely getting lawyer money Better get some Sig Sauer money Running around like you’re Superman Don’t be selfish, get your mom insurance money(hah!) Cause I’m the one to put it on your money I’m the one that make it happen it to you n***as with you f** around and do it for me [Hook: Tory Lanez] Hopped in the Wraith and I bought it, it’s litty again Fly out the piff and the tropic, it’s litty again All of my parties is poppin’, you know that we litty again Pourin’ the fours on Collins, you know that we litty again They don’t want to see the squad They don’t want to see the Wraith They don’t want to see your b**h up in the stars like she going outer space Litty again, litty again I got it we litty again Litty again, litty again I got it, we did it, we litty again [Verse 2: Tory Lanez] Feature money out the safe Went and brought a Wraith Brought it down Collins n***as talking like they want it, when we in the city they don’t want problems n***as said they gon’ rob us But n***a we coming for welfare A shooter money when I pull it out of you Catch a bullet like a NFL player Should’ve known it was litty When b**hes start lying on my dick Lie on that p**y like I hit Can’t even be a side, side b**h I’m hittin’ 9, 10’s and you ain’t even looking like you a 5 Roll b**hes trying to do it for Twitter When they used to do it for Vine I’m the man of the hour, I’m the n***a with the airtime Rolls Royce Wraith Put your b**h up in the stars like she in the airline n***as be talking ’bout my hair line I laugh about it, I be feelin’ them See, we both be making M’s They be making memes, I be making millions I just counted up a Quentin Miller A Q.M, that’s a quarter milli They don’t wanna see Jae drop “6 Fly”

Private when he go to Philly Funny money, yeah I know it’s silly But your hoe feel me when I pull up and I got a pour a whole four on it I promise she gon’ know it’s litty, motherf**er, yeah [Hook: Tory Lanez] Hopped in the Wraith and I bought it, it’s litty again Fly out the piff and tropic, it’s litty again All of my parties is poppin’, you know that we litty again Pourin’ the fours on Collins, you know that we litty again They don’t want to see the squad They don’t want to see the Wraith They don’t want to see your b**h up in the stars like she going outer space Litty again, litty again I got it we litty again Litty again, litty again I got it, we did it, we litty again [Verse 3: Meek Mill] All my n***as is way up These n***as are haters, I know that they’re haters (f**ers) I score your b**h like a lay up I make a mil’ like a layup I pop a pill just to stay up I sip the lean just to slow it up I’m with my team and we going up All these foreigns, they know it’s us Whip it whip it whip it whip it like the coco when we mix the soda up Perfect timing and we’re blowing up f** it, I’m gonna light the Rollie up Shawty f**ing for Chanel I ain’t tripping, that’s a coconut Push the ride to the motor bus Stack the paper fill the sofa up Lie on that paper, I am not slacking, I stay on that paper I feel like it’s a restraining order on that money cause y’all stay away from that paper I know some n***as that used to be balling but know they all feeling a way ’bout this paper I be spending hundred, hundred, hundred, after hundred They thought I was making this paper f**in’ it good, I be raping this paper sh** I might as well get married to money I marry Nicki, still married to money She rich as Mariah, I carry the money And f** a deposit, I bury the money (Bury the mills), I bury the money It hang out my pocket embarrasing money I act like I ain’t used to having this money [Hook: Tory Lanez] Hopped in the Wraith and I bought it, it’s litty again Fly out the piff and the tropic, it’s litty again All of my parties is poppin’, you know that we litty again Pourin’ the fours on Collins, you know that we litty again They don’t want to see the squad They don’t want to see the Wraith They don’t want to see their b**h up in the stars like she going outer space Litty again, litty again I got it, we litty again Litty again, litty again I got it, we did it, we litty again