I’m So Lit

Lyrics

[Chorus: Mista F.A.B.] I done popped way too many, boy I done smoked way too many, boy Boy, I'm so lit I don't need no more Henny, boy Shots, had way too many, boy Boy, I'm so lit Oo, oo, oo, I'm so lit Oo, oo, oo, I'm so lit [Verse 1: Mista F.A.B.] Boy, what kind of weed is this? Only hit it one time, why I'm feeling like this? Got a nigga feeling like I got laced or something I'm scared if I took it to the face or something Berner got me on exotic Man this shit [?] chronic [?] excuse me This shit got me higher than Bobby and Whitney Never know what I'm smoking [?] UIn the middle of nowhere, let me get that up off ya Damb F.A.B., I ain't know you was back blowing Let's keep it that way, still not knowing [?], let me chief on something You don't know me, don't speak on nothing I'm Missy on your missy, get your freak on [?] [Chorus: Mista F.A.B.] I done popped way too many, boy I done smoked way too many, boy Boy, I'm so lit I don't need no more Henny, boy Shots, had way too many, boy Boy, I'm so lit Oo, oo, oo, I'm so lit Oo, oo, oo, I'm so lit [Verse 2: Berner] F.A.B., you look way too loaded Come on, let your boy Bern role it And I ain't even know you was back to smoking Imma have to tap in everytime I'm in Oaclend This ain't regular weed It's gon have you real high, and ready to eat They call this shit Biscati Have you feeling all crazy, out your body Like you feeling yourself, in the club Young Bern, I'm the king when it comes to bud My new nickname is [?] I can get it to your doorstep, way out there This the Bay erea, yeah we keep that thing When I role in my Benz, they scream my name Dope man, dope man, yeah I got it Two zips, twenty stacks in my pocket It's Bern [Chorus: Mista F.A.B.] I done popped way too many, boy I done smoked way too many, boy Boy, I'm so lit I don't need no more Henny, boy Shots, had way too many, boy Boy, I'm so lit Oo, oo, oo, I'm so lit Oo, oo, oo, I'm so lit