Lit Like Bic

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Rae Sremmurd - Rap

Lit Like Bic

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[Intro: Slim Jxmmi] Drinkin' on somethin', man, you gotta be drinkin' on somethin' If you chillin' with me, what the hell you doin' sober? Little girl, you gotta be drinkin' on somethin' I'm smokin' on somethin', tryna go pop on somethin', I ain't trippin', man, I don't give a fuck if it's your girl Man, she drinkin' on somethin' and smokin' on somethin', have you smokin' on somethin' (Ear Drummers) [Chorus: Swae Lee] Dolly, dolly (Dolly), she love me (Dolly), ayy My whoadie (My whoadie), my ho (My ho), did what? (Did what?) Lit, lit, lit (Lit, lit), lit like Bic (Uh-huh) SremmLife shit (SremmLife), bendin' by 6 (Hey, ayy) Two by two (Ooh-woo), four by four (Ooh-woo) SremmLife shit (Oh), don't answer that door [Verse 1: Swae Lee] Neighbors keep knockin' (Hey), bitches keep watchin' (Shoo) Hoes keep jockin' (Uh-huh), but the money keep flockin' They wishin' we was floppin' (Ah), I can see it on they faces (Look) I can point at different bitches and I bet they all from different places (Ooh-woo) Look at all this money (Ooh-woo), lit, lit, lit (Lit, lit) SremmLife shit (SremmLife), pop a chair, sit (Haha) Papa bear shit (You ain't done), I'm so grown (Ayy) Brand-new car (Yeah, yeah), I'm so on Yeah, nigga, what? (Uh-huh), all my niggas rich (Uh-huh) All my bitches rich too, so you need a key to come visit (What's the passcode?) News life shit (Ayy), test this cup Test this cup (No), do it for us Four-eyed, damn, I'm twisted bad, I can feel it (I'm blowed) Aquafina water, go ahead and pill it (Woah) Go ahead and pill it (Spike it), do it if you dare (Spike it) I just wanna lay her down and run my fingers right through her hair Remove her underwear, lick, lick, lick (Oh) Lit sex, yes (Yes, yes), she show chest (Ah, ah) Breathe in deep (Breathe in), geeked all week (Breathe in) Sunday night (Sunday night), Sunday fight Argue (No, no, no, no), don't wanna argue, uh (No, no, no, no, no) How could you (No, no, no, no, no), think that I would ever leave you? (No, no, no, no, no) I see right through you (No, no, no, no) Get money with the same crew (No, no, no, no) I fuck them same hoes like you (No, no, no, no, no) Switch 'em out once a week, I'm cool, oh (No, no, no, no, no) That's mid? I'm cool (Uh) Damn, midnight crew (Whole crew) Paint the Maserati midnight blue (Now I'm shinin') Money pool, I'm 'bout to swim right through, ooh (Where'd you go?) Who are you? (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey) [Verse 2: Slim Jxmmi] Who say they got that stanky loud? I wanna smell it You say you run your fuckin' town, I let you tell it Who really run the underground? I wanna meet you Already tryna bite the style, you know we see you Before I let my whole hood down, I'll bring my team up You say you run your fuckin' town, we need to link up I came from that dirty town, look how I clean up I came from that dirty town, look how I clean up Lit, lit like Jeeper's Creepers, wild boy in a wife-beater Hoppin' out of that two-seater, doot-doot, that's a new Bimmer Bad bitches come see Jxmmi, just might leave a tip with you Lit, lit, might spend a ticket, see if these red bottoms fit you I'm doin' numbers (Ooh, ooh) Sremm goin' bonkers Bands bustin', better run for cover Piped up, I might run for governor I need bottles here on the double I need bitches here on the double I need condoms here on the double Rae Sremmurd, that's double trouble [Chorus: Swae Lee] Dolly, dolly (Dolly), she love me (Yeah), ayy My whoadie (My whoa'), my ho (My ho), did what? Lit, lit, lit (Lit, lit), lit like Bic (Uh-huh) SremmLife shit (SremmLife), bendin' by 6 (Hey, ayy) Two by two (Ooh-woo), four by four (Ooh-woo) SremmLife shit (Oh), don't answer that door

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Credits

Writers
  • Swae Lee
  • Slim Jxmmi
  • Backpack
  • Jeremy Miller