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Young Stoner Life & Young Thug – Litty Lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug]
Oh, I’m gonna get right, yeah, yeah
Yeah

[Chorus: Young Thug, DaBaby & Both]
Diamonds loud like a cop car, yeah
I’m big as it get, yeah, yeah
Changing up my call logs, yeah
Invite her over, let’s get lit
Let’s get lit, let’s get lit, let’s get litty
Let’s get lit, let’s get lit, let’s get litty
Let’s get lit, let’s get lit, let’s get litty
Let’s get lit, let’s get lit, let’s get litty (Lit)

[Verse 1: DaBaby]
I hurt my lil’ bitch feelings
Called a Uber, told her to get in it (Yeah)
Burnt out niggas be chilling
I turnt up, came back with a million (Let’s go)
He blew up, then caught the body, he kept it solid, really don’t say much about it
He never tell them too much (Shh), he know what’s up, he know it’s best to keep quiet
Diamonds real loud like a parade (Go)
Drumroll, everybody sprayed (Brr)
Cutting up with a nigga thot (Yee)
Fucking up the pussy, not the braid (Mmm)
And we got bullets like the Navy
Enough to spin on niggas’ shit for days (Doot)
I hope it ain’t no niggas in the way (Ah)
Light it up like Independence Day (Let’s go)
New flip phone, so the tap don’t get it
Just bad plays, ain’t no bad hoes in it
Walked in the spot, it had nine hoes in it
Just five minutes later, it was mad hoes in it
Team, we can get together, baby, we can be a team
We ain’t going steady, but I’m liking what I see
Five, four, three, two bitches, just one me
Whoever MVP should get a ring
All my whips is push to start, don’t none of my whips got key holes in it
All black Rolls Royce just pushed off, one rapper with three or four freak hoes in it
Been working like a migo, gettin’ it
Probably pull me over, it’s illegal tinted
I can’t even hide the way I’m getting this money, even if I whisper, my

[Chorus: Young Thug, DaBaby & Both]
Diamonds loud like a cop car, yeah
I’m big as it get, yeah, yeah
Changing up my call logs, yeah
Invite her over, let’s get lit
Let’s get lit, let’s get lit, let’s get litty
Let’s get lit, let’s get lit, let’s get litty
Let’s get lit, let’s get lit, let’s get litty
Let’s get lit, let’s get lit, let’s get litty (Lit)

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Making it shit ain’t a issue
I got her shitting, where the tissue?
I just pulled up in the Tesla, hopped out looking like fishscales
I just was cooking this brown dirt
Tell you the truth, made my wrist hurt
Y’all niggas faker than big turf
Rocking yellow diamonds, but no Pittsburgh
Pulled up, hopping out the Chevy ‘vert
Diamonds on my motherfucking ankle, Kurt
Get a nigga whacked ASAP, Ferg
Chrome Heart glasses, no cap, nerd
Getting her hair done twenty times, just like that was work
Sending them zazas to the town, all of my dogs serve
Three forty five, my bitches
I was trapping every pussy, I was getting my riches
I came a long way from a damn Honda Civic
Now it cost a half a million and a band, though I’m chillin’
I invest a quarter million in my man, got a ticket
Next in on Kool-Aid, all colors, no kitten
I picked it, my Louis, my children them bitches
Chopped all the doors off, I’m living relentless
I came a long way from the motherfucking struggle, nigga
Hit the road with them bales like a trucker, nigga
Lost my dog, ever since it’s like fuck a nigga
Excuse my language ’cause you just a sucker nigga
On another note, I’ll never trust a nigga
I done tied ties with some other niggas
Found pride in my lover, nigga
Carve a S with a cutter, nigga

[Chorus: Young Thug & DaBaby]
Diamonds loud like a cop car, yeah
I’m big as it get, yeah, yeah
Changing up my call logs, yeah
Invite her over, let’s get lit
Let’s get lit, let’s get lit, let’s get litty
Let’s get lit, let’s get lit, let’s get litty
Let’s get lit, let’s get lit, let’s get litty
Let’s get lit, let’s get lit, let’s get litty (Lit)

Yelawolf & Caskey – Daytona Lyrics

Play this song

In the kitchen and it’s Taysty

[Chorus: Caskey]
You can’t slow down me, that’s what you wanted to be
I fell in love with the cash, I fell in love with the speed
You can’t slow down me, that’s what you wanted to be
I fell in love with the cash, I fell in love with the speed

[Post-Chorus: Caskey]
Play with me, and you’s a [?]
My checks never get soaked
Mask on, but it’s no corona
Car five hunnid, no daytona

[Verse 1: Caskey]
Okay, the car cost a half a ticket
You inside a Honda Civic, ain’t the same bracket
Picking up the pieces of my mind, that I lost
I became and made a treasure
Told my pain, in the art, trying to maintain [?] to rеmain a patient
Got me riding in a G-Wagon with a [?] and a [?] attachemеnt
Seeing the Paranova, on such a regular basis, I’m barely normal
There was too much DMT inside of my baby bottle when my brain was forming
Got me talking to a [?] while I’m eating ramen, learning, till I ain’t distorted
Scams in a white house, they was counting ballots, I ain’t voting, ain’t important
Least when you’re [?] planet
How could I feel the damage? When I’m barely present in my skin
Use the [?] before the win, it’s a disadvantage
I know that the [?], but so is my patience, so I need to anger manage
Beef I started over breadcrumbs, when I eat the lettuce, I’mma make a sandwich, okay

[Chorus: Caskey]
You can’t slow down me, that’s what you wanted to be
I fell in love with the cash, I fell in love with the speed
You can’t slow down me, that’s what you wanted to be
I fell in love with the cash, I fell in love with the speed

[Post-Chorus: Caskey]
Play with me, and you’s a [?]
My checks never get soaked
Mask on, but it’s no corona
Car five hunnid, no daytona

[Verse 2: Yelawolf]
Wicked, wicked, wicked, she’s a witch up in there, kicking gold
Digging got you sipping, on that potion that she mixing, sipping
On that LSD, gave a paranormal vision, see it goes like she’s a preacher
Talking like some type of Dixon, uh
Goes looking like she got two [?] for some eyeballs (Eyeballs)
You can’t hit it once the hoe just through the door, oh hell nah (Hell nah)
Left my silouhette permanently in the dry wall, try this
[?], but I can’t fuck her she got dry walls
Open her out of my head
But it ain’t over, we get (Yeah)
When I took off on that train, I ain’t buy me a ticket back, I just left (Left)
Killing this thirty pack boy, fucking these chores to death
Jim Morrison is on the floor [?] and I’m putting myself to bed

[Chorus: Caskey]
You can’t slow down me, that’s what you wanted to be
I fell in love with the cash, I fell in love with the speed
You can’t slow down me, that’s what you wanted to be
I fell in love with the cash, I fell in love with the speed

[Post-Chorus: Caskey]
Play with me, and you’s a [?]
My checks never get soaked
Mask on, but it’s no corona
Car five hunnid, no daytona

[Verse 3: Yelawolf & Caskey]
Before I put it up, I had to get a look at that pack
Runaway cub, gotta roll me a blunt
Before I left the room, i had to go check that purse
I don’t trust these hose, they ain’t served up once
Before i go to bed, I dose up with that stack
Stacking up, too much cash I win
I get it in, get it in, tell ’em leave this earth
[?] can’t stop man, they putting me in
I had a lot of people tell me to slow down
But all I ever did was speed up more
Had a lot of people tell me I do too much
I ain’t get hit, tryin’ to please you folks
I don’t want to hear, about you ain’t my type
Cause I’m the type just going up big
We can never be ghosts, you don’t get my curse
When I lift this fire up, grave, they dig
Before I put it up, I had to get a look at that pack
Runaway cub, gotta roll me a blunt
Before I left the room, i had to go check that purse
I don’t trust these hose, they ain’t served up once
Before i go to bed, I dose up with that stack
Stacking up, too much cash I win
I get it in, get it in, tell ’em leave this earth
[?] can’t stop man, they putting me in
I had a lot of people talk, but

[Chorus: Caskey]
You can’t slow down me, that’s what you wanted to be
I fell in love with the cash, I fell in love with the speed
You can’t slow down me, that’s what you wanted to be
I fell in love with the cash, I fell in love with the speed

[Post-Chorus: Caskey]
Play with me, and you’s a [?]
My checks never get soaked
Mask on, but it’s no corona
Car five hunnid, no daytona

YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Off Season Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
(I need to talk to Mike Laury)
(Hello? This is Mike Laury)
(Dubba-AA flexin’)
(This is the sound)

[Chorus]
Please don’t get amazed by all these diamonds, get you a plain jane
Baby, your love like cocaine, tell ’em I want the whole thing
Off-White on my offseasons, can’t take no break, we gon’ run this game
I hope that you been holdin’ me down, that money came

[Verse 1]
Sittin’ up inside of the court hopin’ not to be judged by half of the choices I made
Ridin’ in a double-R, drank in my cup, intentions aimed to kill all my pain
I’m runnin’ with killers, I’m with ’em, you diss ‘еm then know to reclaim
Came from thе bottom, ran it up and I ain’t changed
Go tell them niggas I don’t owe them shit
Ran off like assassin
Got a hundred different ways for a nigga get rich
Tryna stay on that, my mind bent
Did a jail bid, where my time went
Did a jail bid, where my time went
Got a brand new piece that Shyne sent
Got a brand new piece that Shyne sent
Hundred thou’ inside of my Amiris
Dirty money spent on Prada I ain’t proud of
Clean lean make a dirty bottle
Solitaires lay around the collar
In the streets, you just another body
Casket real bright, but it’s dark in it
Future real bright, but it’s war in it
Real born killers that was taught in it
Thinkin’ ’bout givin’ my Maybach up, startin’ to feel too regular
Young nigga walkin’ with that fentanyl
Get out of line, we stretchin’ you
Hatin’-ass niggas ain’t keepin’ up
I ain’t spendin’ nothin’, still flexin’
Still ridin’ ’round in a foreign car
Plenty of hoes, big mansion

[Chorus]
Please don’t get amazed by all these diamonds, get you a plain jane
Baby, your love like cocaine, tell ’em I want the whole thing
Off-White on my offseasons, can’t take no break, we gon’ run this game
I hope that you been holdin’ me down, that money came

[Verse 2]
Say you wan’ chill, so I let you come kick it
Blood everywhere ’cause this real-deal business
Guns everywhere and I’m real-deal billin’
Ten-thousand dollar ‘fit, ridin’ in a Honda Civic
She ain’t know what to do, she had asked me to pick it
Bought her everything, it was nothin’ ‘pecific
If you get distracted, if you lack on a mission
Won’t ever do that, I’m on top of my pivot
I’ma show you the value of love
But on top of that, that Patek gold value is plain
I feel like this metal protecting my life
It’s gon’ block that static that’s all in the rain
Hope money ain’t got you playin’ games
What’s real ain’t gon’ never change

[Chorus]
Please don’t get amazed by all these diamonds, get you a plain jane
Baby, your love like cocaine, tell ’em I want the whole thing
Off-White on my offseasons, can’t take no break, we gon’ run this game
I hope that you been holdin’ me down, that money came