Lit

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Open Mike Eagle & Father - Rap

Lit

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[Verse 1: Open Mike Eagle] I been layin' here for hours like I'm meltin' into this couch I'm off of four or five pills, I never felt 'em get in my mouth I'm tryna take a few more 'cause there's a feelin' there I can't chase But I got no hand-eye coordination, there's pills all over my face I got pills all over my shirt and some drink done spilled in my lap It's either that or I pissed myself, but I really hope it's not that I stay crewed up, I stay crewed up, so you know I'm never alone When they wake up, I'ma ask my homies, can they help me out of these clothes? [Chorus] We at the party, this is it We ain't doin' shit All we do is sit And baby, this is lit Baby, this is lit, yeah Baby, this is lit [Verse 2: Father] Yeah, it's lit I'm drinkin' shit then drink a whole fifth My doctor gave me a brand new script Said, "Don't pop them 'fore you drive your whip" Know I drove my whip Everybody in the club free before 10 Had to get in, know I brought my friends And all my friends high off the Benzos Smokin' out the wall on indos Everybody swear they my kinfolk Tryna play me like Nintendo And I'm so high, gotta let them in, though Somebody get me out this hole I don't even really even love these hoes Everybody think that I love this dro Just sittin' here, really tryna go [Chorus] We at the party, this is it We ain't doin' shit All we do is sit And baby, this is lit Baby, this is lit Baby, this is lit, yeah Baby, this is lit We ain't doin' shit All we do is sit And baby, this is lit Baby, this is lit, yeah Baby, this is lit

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Credits

Writers
  • Open Mike Eagle
  • Eureka The Butcher
  • DJ Nobody
  • Father