Lit Boy

Bryson Strawbridge

Wooaah
Wooaah
Wooaah
I walk in the building I flex
Hey
Shoes cost about a check
I don’t need to love a bitch
Money change a nigga quick
New number, who this
Really hope you a lick
Ima take all your shit
(Hey)
I might even fuck your bitch
(Woah)
I ain’t playing, gotta prove nothing
I been saying you should do something
.40 Glock with the beam hunting
Aim at you if you say something
I ain’t fucking with a snitch (Nah)
You was never with the shits (Pop)
Smoke a spliff with a bitch (High)
I’m crazy like a Lit Boy
I’m a lit boy, lit boy, lit boy, lit boy
(Hey)
(Woah)
I’m a lit boy, lit boy, lit boy, lit boy
(Hey)
(Damn)
I’m a lit boy, lit boy, lit boy, lit boy
(Hey)
(Woah)
I’m a lit boy, lit boy, lit boy, lit boy, lit boy
A cigarette lit momma doesn’t approve
Said that my actions drop me out of school
Told her I do what I want I’m a fool
Sparked up my blunts and my pain to the moon, but it’s back now
Drugs never helped
Picked up my pen and picked up my wealth
Tired of wishing I don’t need a well  
If I didn’t have music I’d be dead or in jail
Copied every rapper day to day
Til I found a safer place to stay
In my mind I locked the key away
Be yourself and boy you’ll be amazed
Find yourself so you can get away
Rappings all I do to slow the pain
Erase the day sedate to get away
So you can understand and stop the game
Hahaha
Lit Boy
Hahahahaha
Lit Boy
Hahahahaha
Lit Boy
(I’m fucking lit Casey)
I never love her or keep her
(Smash)
Need me just ring on the beeper
(Skrrt)
Tiny Boy rock with the heater
(Pew pew)
Bullets go fast like a cheetah
Never run, never back down
Caleb got it when I’m out of town
Throw a rack for the .30 round
Blau, blau, blau now on the ground
Blau, blau, blau now on the ground
I’m done
Fuck all you niggas
And your grandmas
And your uncles, your aunts
Your nieces, your nephews, your God kids, your God grandkids, your great grandkids
Fuck em

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