Too Lit - Chris James & Jade DelValle

Why everybody talkin' dumb, bitch? I ain't going broke, I'm still rich Call your bitch, like pull up and do that wife shit Talk to her while I fuck, make her cume quick AP new freezer, I'm too lit All my haters need a hospital they too sick I put my chains in the freezer, they too lit Somebody get them boys to the hospital They too sick If some nigga talk cray, hit that Q switch How you hate a nigga that do all real shit My lil' brother coming home to a mute-e-e The people get me in that room I ain't gon' spill shit All the real bitches think I'm Hennesy My lil' neph growing up He tried this living quick But he can't drink none of this pop because it's medicine I had to get rid of my .40, that bitch evidence RT a gangsta he stole laptops After first day out that hole He ain't gonna be back high Don't think i'm gangsta when you see me Tesla Watch this neck pop Tell my haters suck a fake cock I ain't good at selling drugs, I tried it I'm too lazy for scams, bitch I tried it I get rich I'll the strories how my life went Been on loyalty 100 bitch, we like that And I ain't sell much I don't believe myself Lawyer wouldn't do that shit, I had to free myself When Pops left the world early I had to teach myself Niggas out here looking crazy, they should see theyself I know Bro would give me half if I needed it Bro cool but that boy will turn demon quick Cuz when there's beef make sure you don't sleep on that My dawg tried to line me up, bitch think I don't sleep on that While you niggas talking down, I'm up I ain't going back broke, I'm still rich He tried to hurt it but I still hit that dumb bitch One night and I'm done with that punk bitch Only one of me but ho I'm double lit Put his mans in the morgue I know he double sick Ask about me in the clubs nigga I double tick, I'm running shit Whoever don't like it, suck a dick Bitch when you see a boss, keep twerking Keep doing that and you gon' be my next purchase 60 asking Yeezy for his choker I can munch it Ass so soft, titties right, you perfect Pussy so wet, it makes waves we surfing Nigga in your dm 3 times he thirsty Used to be broke, catching buses I was bumming Now when bitches see me out They like he's a husband Girl don't thank me for that cash it's just money Don't even thank me for that bag, it ain't nothing He don't buy bags who he foolin' That nigga bag little, he just truyin' to blow through it You got a table full of niggas but it's one plate I don't even fuck with erk, fuckin all day That nigga told me boy you should learn Because nigga you wouldn't be poppin' if they weren't hating When I was broke I never blamed God That's why I look back and I thank God They said I'd never make it, but they ain't God That's why I'm sitting with a blessing Ain't gotta claim God While you niggas talking down, I'm up I ain't going broke, I'm still rich Call your bitch, might pull up and do that wife shit Talk to her while I fuck, make her cum quick AP new freezer, I'm too lit All my haters need a hospital they too sick Call your bitch, like pull up and do that wife shit Talk to her while I fuck, make her cume quick AP new freezer, I'm too lit All my haters need a hospital they too sick I put my chains in the freezer, they too lit Somebody get them boys to the hospital They too sick