SBOE lyrics : "This Shit Is Lit (remix)"
This %#@! is lit
This %#@! is lit
All the bottles in the club
This %#@! is lit
This %#@! is lit
This %#@! is lit
40 bottles in the club
This %#@! is lit
This %#@! is lit
This %#@! is lit
This %#@! is lit
40 bottles in the club
Boy, this %#@! is lit
This %#@! is lit
This %#@! is lit
This %#@! is lit
40 bottles in the club
Boy, this %#@! is lit
All these bad (*##$es, they molly popping
In the club we bottle shopping
In the hood we square copping
My young boys, they stay mobbing
Yeah, I made that four wheel
Gotta strap down with that 40 grill
2-12 be the newest wheel
Last year show everyone the badder bill
Walk in and we turn up, don't fry your face, you know us
Got ' a murderer, we shot them down, armed and dangerous
Yeah, I'm in that 2-12, post it up on Twitter
RIP my ^!$$% went away, we still post it on Twitter
Yeah, ^!$$%, that's what I said, that Roly shining, that's what I did
20 Benz in that big face, I grind harder in here
Slow buck and that be the brand, sitting bucks and I be the man
%#@! lit boy, you heard me now, !@#$ and I need a fam
This %#@! is lit
This %#@! is lit
All the bottles in the club
This %#@! is lit
This %#@! is lit
This %#@! is lit
40 bottles in the club
This %#@! is lit
This %#@! is lit
This %#@! is lit
This %#@! is lit
40 bottles in the club
Boy, this %#@! is lit
This %#@! is lit
This %#@! is lit
This %#@! is lit
40 bottles in the club
Boy, this %#@! is lit
Ok, I cooled up in that new 'my ^!$$%s will turn with us
They are true like John Smith
Cumulating them stacks, check your stash ^!$$%, they don't lit
I got bad (*##$es on molly working, where molly work? Right here
Say one time for them real ^!$$%s, two times for them bad (*##$es
Y'all ^!$$%s be coughing those 'cause y'all ain't never had (*##$es
My ^!$$%s don't let 'em all, we hit 'em all then pass, ^!$$%
Like a hella club, pick 'em up, drive 'em off, no cab, ^!$$%
We snapping now, all this money we wrecking now
Four ribs we backing out I'm like $#&@ y'all ^!$$%s, y'all mad about
We smoking kush, cashing out, no laptop, that may come out
All my ' I bled them all, black all money, don't max them out
This %#@! is lit
This %#@! is lit
All the bottles in the club
This %#@! is lit
This %#@! is lit
This %#@! is lit
40 bottles in the club
This %#@! is lit
This %#@! is lit
This %#@! is lit
This %#@! is lit
40 bottles in the club
Boy, this %#@! is lit
This %#@! is lit
This %#@! is lit
This %#@! is lit
40 bottles in the club
Boy, this %#@! is lit
That black Jesus got me leaning
Double cup, Morgan Freeman
Going back and forth, jumping out that Ford Accord
Rio's in my fan up, that Tony the Tiger
I take a (*##$ for the weekend then $#&@ her friend while she sleeping
Gray brim when I snap back, I'm tatted like a biker boy
Miss me with that $#&@ %#@!, I'm riding around with a full clip
And green house shaking, like the shade of your ba!@&(t
Your (*##$ all on me, up and greased all on me
It's on ^!$$%, picture me rolling
I'm on the red eye, sipping red wine, sitting first class on my fly $$#
My pee wing still flapping, hide in your captain
Does she lit, boy? Does she lit, ^!$$%, what's happening?
This %#@! is lit
This %#@! is lit
All the bottles in the club
This %#@! is lit
This %#@! is lit
This %#@! is lit
40 bottles in the club
This %#@! is lit
This %#@! is lit
This %#@! is lit
This %#@! is lit
40 bottles in the club
Boy, this %#@! is lit
This %#@! is lit
This %#@! is lit
This %#@! is lit
40 bottles in the club
Boy, this %#@! is lit
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