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desire (rapper) - 2 lit lyrics
2 lit lyrics
[intro: summrs]
yeah, yeah
[chorus: summrs]
count up on a yacht, count up on a plane (d_mn, trgc made that?)
b_tch, i’m sippin’ wock’, he sippin’ on that green, it’s plain
all of my n_ggas is up, all of my n_ggas we rich, you lame
dropped off a thirty piece in saint laurent the other day
can’t keep around nun’ of these n_ggas, i know these n_ggas hoes, they fake
f_ck these b_tches, they switch up in yo’ face
count up, fifty piece right up in yo’ lil’ face
[verse 1: summrs]
i fly with the birds, one two sixty for this syrup
b_tch, f_ck is you heard?
feel like i’m highest on the earth
hit yo’ ass where it hurt
i just turned an amg to a vert’
and now i’m mad as f_ck ’cause i just spilled wock’ all on my shirt
n_ggas be some hoes up in the skies
and they wonder why n_ggas don’t f_ck with them
i’m rich, no job
b_tch, i never flop
look at yo’ ass, you lacking and your ass got got
all my diamonds rocks
pulled up in bentley truck right off the lot
[verse 2: desire]
we sip drank a lot
three ounce spilled in my wock’
i said “i’ll text that b_tch in a day”, i was too high, i forgot
i was with lil’ sosa, we in the qa, took that b_tch right up the lot
i’m in the h when i slide with lil’ jace, swerve with a brand new glock
g_21 on my hip, that b_tch got a red dot
he walkin’ around with a chain, watch how he get got
[?], it’s ready to bite, sendin’ a headshot
what you gon’ do when them n_ggas pull up in the line, because that’s when it’s on sight
diamonds, they shinin’ in the dark, them b_tches be so bright
n_gga, i really don’t care who you are, i’m livin’ a fast life
i’m in the back of the seat with the stars, livin’ a rich life
and shoutout my n_gga lil’ e, he livin’ that trap life
[verse 2: summrs]
count up on a yacht, count up on a jet
f_ck you p_ssy b_tch, i’m dyin’ about my respect
drop, drop, drop, b_tch i need oxy, i’m so sick
like, how the f_ck you pay ten for a fit?
b_tch, i need all my meds, i need a fix, yeah, yeah
she f_ckin’ lil’ rino, she know she hit
all my n_ggas addicts, all my n_ggas rich as sh_t
we all gon’ die anyways, so we might as well do it quick, yeah
really rich and twizzy rich, them all my guys, we rich
we don’t pop none of dem boys, we left l.a., go park that sh_t
and i don’t gotta’ watch the game, b_tch, the [?]
b_tch, we will tell you to sell some gas and give all my n_ggas sone zips
[chorus: summrs]
count up on a yacht, count up on a plane
b_tch, i’m sippin’ wock’, he sippin’ on that green, it’s plain
all of my n_ggas is up, all of my n_ggas we rich, you lame
dropped off a thirty piece in saint laurent the other day
can’t keep around nun’ of these n_ggas, i know these n_ggas hoes, they fake
f_ck these b_tches, they switch up in yo’ face
count up, fifty piece right up in yo’ lil’ face
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