(hook) It's Lit (YAH) (x3) (verse 1) I'm getting top from a bad bih My n***as pullin' up work on the wrist Shorty in my lane she be so slim thick All my raps got the flu, they sick Lil' Pump in the cut, we talkin' a clip I might f** with that bad bihh She say she from the 6 We saucin', runnin' up, she say she wanna dip She say she wanna f** she say she wanna kiss I don't really get lit with hoes they all s**in' dick I got a bad b**h on my line, so I pull up to her crib I'm counting digits, that's just how I live off a lick (hook) It's Lit (YAH) (x4) (verse 2) Aye, So I'm just rollin up my swishers I'm lookin' famous, so these b**hes want pictures I f** and leave em both cause they was sisters Aye, so I'm ballin' out like look my 24k on froze I kissed that b**h in the neck, she took off her clothes So many racks on me feel like they tryin' to get exposed I'm leanin', and hotboxin' in the uber, I'ma overdose So I'ma run up a f**ing check Keep puttin' this work, I'm never gon' rest I don't need nobody except fo' my pole that I flex Yah, when we done watchin' netflix, she gimme that neck I'm stuntin' everywhere We gettin' lit, I light the cigarette in the air I'm just chasin' bankrolls, I'm countin' up on my poles I don't really f** with too many hoes, I'm flexin' my role Aye, so y'all ready know It's lit (YAH) (x6)