Tru3e - Lit lyrics

(chorus) The things that these hoes would do jus for all the riches I got expensive bottles and the baddest b**hes WE SO LIT x9 Lit x12 (verse) Started as a lil n***a Now im my big sh** Started wit some nike kicks But i needa nother check quick Needa another gold wrist Add it to my checklist The feds dey dont like me they label me reckles f**in dee game No condom dey catch dis Bad b**hes my fetish Rite after the lettuce Blind to bull so Im touchin berrettas If ya team 300 Well mines armegeddon b**h gimmie head Since im am out of excedrin This a no flex zone but i am finessin im clearly the answer To all of her questions She turn me to professor I teller get the moneyg And she be like yes sir Her man is a mess So u kno i clean the mess up Eagle barrell stretched Put his body on a stretcher Big bro really blood and U n***as jus ketchup Man you n***as betta ketchup Ay x3