Lit

[Intro: Playboi Carti & Lotto Savage]

Psst, What? (In this bitch, in this bitch)

Yeah

I'm in this bitch with Yung Carti (Carti, bih')

Yeah

[Chorus: Lotto Savage & Playboi Carti]

Check out my neck and wrist (What?)

I know you can tell that we lit (What?)

I know you can tell that we lit

I know you can tell that we lit (What?)

Look at my neck and my wrist (Loaded)

I got this shit off a lick, uh

Fuckin' my bih', yeah

Fuckin my bih' on my bed, yeah

Everything lit

Everything lit

Everything lit

Everything lit

Everything lit

Everything lit

Everything lit

[Verse 1: Loso Loaded & Playboi Carti]

Walking lick, I'm licking, smelling, and I'm talking bricks

I get that green money

Kyrie Irving, Nike bosses and shit

Brand new Rollie and it's two-tone, ain't rocking that, I'm rocking VLONE

Me and Carti pulling up and we smash it

Louis luggage, I don't need extra baggage

Family time, bitch, I'm up on my fashion

Gucci, Alexander McQueen on the glasses

Balling on a nigga, yeah, I feel likе I'm Magic, yeah (Ballin', ballin')

Yeah, fuckin' thesе hoes, yeah, I be dancin'

Diamonds they always be dancin'

Bitches they always be dancin' (Ayy)

Diamonds they always be prancin'

Fucked a lil' bih' in my mansion (Uh, what?)

Fuckin' that bih' in my mansion

Ooh, I'm takin' advantage

Ooh, yeah, kickin' her out

Ooh, she havin' a tantrum (Buh)

Kickin' her out, yeah, she havin' a tantrum, yeah

[Chorus: Lotto Savage & Playboi Carti]

Check out my neck, and my wrist (My wrist)

I know you can tell that we lit (I'm lit)

I know you can tell that we lit (Too lit)

I know you can tell that we lit (Too lit)

Look at my neck, and my wirst

I get this shit off a lick

Fuckin' my bih', yeah

Fuckin my bih' on my bed, yeah

Everything lit

Everything lit

Everything lit

Everything lit

Everything lit

Everything lit

Everything lit

[Verse 2: Lotto Savage, Playboi Carti & Loso Loaded]

(Hold up)

I look like a walkin' lick (Mhm)

Pull up while kickin' my shit (They do)

Your bitch, she diggin' my fit (Ooh)

Dropped the deuce, and I fucked up the liter

I don't fuck with that bitch, I don't need her

And if bih' want Carti, better throw up party

Bitches stupid, she think I'ma eat her (Psst)

If you frontin' me, swear you can't get it back

Me and Carti in them beamin' they back to back

Strapped with that stick and I look like a walkin' lick (Slatt)

Young nigga came with a full clip (Phew)

Yeah, ooh, fucked the bad bitch on my door lit

Yeah, young nigga throw it

Yeah, loaded, loaded

Yeah, fully, fully

Ooh, yeah, loaded, loaded

You don't wanna do this (Psst, yuh)

Loaded, loaded, fully (Drowned), young nigga been rich (Yeah)

Aquafina water yeah bitch I look like a lake

[Chorus: Lotto Savage & Playboi Carti]

Check out my neck, and my wrist (What?)

I know you can tell that we lit (Yeah)

I know you can tell that we lit (Yuh)

I know you can tell that we lit (What?)

Look at my neck, and my wirst

I get this shit off a lick

Uh, fuckin' my bitch (What?)

Yeah, bitch, turn up

Everything lit

Everything lit

Everything lit

Everything lit

Everything lit

Everything lit

Everything lit

[Outro: Playboi Carti & Loso Loaded]

Check it out, uh, yeah

Fuckin' that bih', uh (I'm on that go)

I'm on the 6, uh, blowin' my net

Pourin' the 6

Pourin' the 6