Lil Jairmy - Lit lyrics

[Intro] A walkin' lil' check, I dress to impress Dope boy fresh, yeah Ran off with his sh*t, was taught to finesse (Finesse, you stupid for this ho, like a motherfu*ker) Uh [Chorus] Could sign a deal, but I'm already lit (But I'm already lit) Yeah, yeah, so it gotta make sense (So it gotta make sense) Brand-new whip, I'ma ride behind tint (I'ma ride behind tint) Yeah, yeah, fine b*tch eatin' dick (Yeah) Could sign a deal, but I'm already lit (But I'm already lit) Yeah, yeah, so it gotta make sense (So it gotta make sense) Brand-new whip, I'ma ride behind tint (Ride behind tint) Yeah, yeah, fine b*tch eatin' dick (Yeah) I can lower the ticket dependin' how many you get Have you doublin' up what you spend And we got a K pack of the X goin' twenty-five cent I'ma trap out her house, pay her rent Took the lil' money from buddy, ain't answerin' the phone I ran off, he ain't heard from me since Thought he had some dope, but we hit him with a trick Once the money in my pocket, I ain't givin' back sh*t [Verse 1] Finesse him out his money, now he think that we ain't really havin' bricks But we really havin' dope, you just a lick Now my diamonds do tricks, pull up big Z06 We ran off on the plug and that money gettin' spent Pull up with cutters, we let that sh*t hit Smokin' good marijuana, I can't let you hit ni**as really be lame, really wanna be gang But I ain't let him hang, now he feelin' offended I see why they hatin', I get it, I'm turnt, they dig it These ni**as, they really wan' kick it Told 'em bring all the loads we get in, we fu*ked up the city Forever, we gonna stay litty Got the streets' and the hoes' attention Got everybody listenin', the D-boy, they know how I'm livin' Drinkin' Tech and my clothes expensive The way that I'm trippin', tryna keep up with me, need a million I know God watchin' me, but I just keep on sinnin' Come straight out the hood like I'm fixin' the engine Spotlight the club, we got b*tches on b*tches Pay extension, put Benjis on twenty-six inches From the trenches, I really was jumpin' them fences Was runnin' from 12 and completin' the mission Finna buy a Corvette, need the newest edition I promise I'm coppin' that Lam' before Christmas, yeah [Chorus] Could sign a deal, but I'm already lit Yeah, yeah, so it gotta make sense (So it gotta make sense) Brand-new whip, I'ma ride behind tint (Ride behind tint) Yeah, yeah, fine b*tch eatin' dick (Yeah) Could sign a deal, but I'm already lit Yeah, yeah, so it gotta make sense (Yeah) Brand-new whip, I'ma ride behind tint Yeah, yeah, fine b*tch eatin' dick (Yeah) I can lower the ticket dependin' how many you get Have you doublin' up what you spend And we got a K pack of the X goin' twenty-five cent I'ma trap out her house, pay her rent Took the lil' money from buddy, ain't answerin' the phone I ran off, he ain't heard from me since Thought he had some dope, but we hit him with a trick Once the money in my pocket, I ain't givin' back sh*t [Verse 2] Charge him thirty-six thou' for a block of remix Yeah, yeah, he just got tricked All I need is a fork, watch I eat with them bricks We ain't never gon' starve, put the team on a lick Put my ni**as on stains, I'm the king of this sh*t I don't play 'bout that change, I get even and sh*t Trap to the grave, I just gotta get paid I can't change, I'm a real firm believer of this Two Percocets, they relievin' my stress Sippin' on lean, I got weed in my chest Got addicted to sex, I got hooked to her neck My b*tch out the hood, yeah, she su*k it the best I don't say no to the drugs, I say yes A walkin' lil' check, I dress to impress (Dope boy fresh) Ran off with his sh*t, was taught to finesse Risk it all for the set, give a fu*k 'bout the rest [Chorus] Could sign a deal, but I'm already lit (Already lit) Yeah, yeah, so it gotta make sense (Uh, yeah) Brand-new whip, I'ma ride behind tint (I'ma ride behind tint) Yeah, yeah, fine b*tch eatin' dick (Yeah) Could sign a deal, but I'm already lit (But I'm already, yeah) Yeah, yeah, so it gotta make sense (Uh) Brand-new whip, I'ma ride behind tint (I'ma ride behind tint) Yeah, yeah, fine b*tch eatin' dick (Uh) I can lower the ticket dependin' how many you get Have you doublin' up what you spend And we got a K pack of the X goin' twenty-five cent I'ma trap out her house, pay her rent (Pay her rent) Took the lil' money from buddy, ain't answerin' the phone I ran off, he ain't heard from me since Thought he had some dope, but we hit him with a trick Once the money in my pocket, I ain't givin' back sh*t [Outro] Supposed to be here, but I guess it wasn't meant Yeah, yeah, ni**as ain't on sh*t I was lookin' for love, but I guess it wasn't meant Yeah, yeah, these hoes ain't it Used to have a big heart, I don't know where it went Nah, nah, I don't know where it went I stayed down in the trap and fu*ked 'round and got rich Yeah, yeah, so I guess it was meant Yeah, yeah It gotta make sense It just gotta make sense, uh I was already lit, uh 'Fore the rap sh*t 'Fore I was lit, I was already paid, yeah It just gotta make sense It gotta make sense 'Fore the rap sh*t, I was already lit Yeah, yeah, so it gotta make sense 'Fore the rap sh*t, I was already lit Yeah, yeah, so it gotta make sense 'Fore the rap sh*t, I was already lit Yeah, yeah, so it gotta make sense 'Fore the rap sh*t, I was already— So it gotta make sense