Litty Lyrics - Meek Mill

Woo! 

I'm on my way to an island 

And I'm popping shit at the pilot (fly shit only) 

Niggas be broke and still shopping 

But still talking shit like they violent (niggas is broke) 

They said they honest, talk money 

These niggas gonna say that they got it 

Get it now boy, the key to success 

And these niggas gon' blame it on Khaled 

They don't want to see you win (they don't) 

They don't want to see the Wraith (no) 

You don't want to see your bitch caught up in the stars 

Like she's outer space 

Mansion at the condo, condo at the mansion and I'm running out of space 

K.O. on me, keep 'em coming out his mouth, I'm sending somethin' round his way 

Niggas barely getting lawyer money 

Better get some 6 oil money 

Running around like you're superman 

Don't be selfish, get your mom insurance money (hah!) 

Cause I'm the one to put it on your money 

I'm the one that make it happen it to you 

Niggas with you fuck around and do it for me 

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Hopped in the Wraith and I bought it, it's litty again 

Fly out the piff and the tropic, it's litty again 

All of my parties is poppin', you know that we litty again 

Pourin' the fours on Collins, you know that we litty again 

They don't want to see the squad 

They don't want to see the Wraith 

They don't want to see your bitch up in the stars like she going outer space 

Litty again, litty again 

I got it we litty again 

Litty again, ltty again 

I got it, we did it, we litty again 

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Feature money out the safe 

Went and brought a Wraith 

Brought it down Collins 

Niggas talking like they want it, when we in the city they don't want problems 

Niggas said they gon' rob us 

But nigga we coming for warefare 

A shooter money when I pull it out of you 

Catch a bullet like a NFL deal 

Should've known it was litty 

When bitches start lying on my dick 

Lie on that pussy like I hit 

Can't even be a side, side bitch 

I'm hittin' 9, 10's and you ain't even looking like you a 5 

Roll bitches trying to do it for Twitter 

When they used to do it for Vine 

I'm the man of the hour, I'm the nigga with the airtime 

Rolls Royce Wraith 

Put your bitch in the stars like she in the airline 

Niggas be talking 'bout my hair line 

I laugh about it, I be feelin' them 

See, we both be making M's 

They be making memes, I be making millions 

I just counted up a Quinten Miller 

A Q.M, that's a quarter milli 

They don't wanna see Jay drop "6 Fly" 

Private when he go to Philly 

Funny money, yeah I know it's silly 

But your hoe feel me when I pull up and I got a pour a whole four on it 

I promise she gon' know it's litty, motherfucker, yeah 

Hopped in the Wraith and I bought it, it's litty again 

Fly out the piff and tropic, it's litty again 

All of my parties is poppin', you know that we litty again 

Pourin' the fours on Collins, you know that we litty again 

They don't want to see the squad 

They don't want to see the Wraith 

They don't want to see your bitch up in the stars like she going outer space 

Litty again, litty again 

I got it we litty again 

Litty again, ltty again 

I got it, we did it, we litty again 

All my niggas is way up 

These niggas are haters, I know that they're haters (fuckers) 

I score your bitch like a lay up 

I make a mil' like a layup 

I pop a pill just to stay up 

I sip the lean just to slow it up 

I'm with my team and we going up 

All these foreigns, they know it's us 

Whip it whip it whip it whip it like the coco when we mix the soda up 

Perfect timing and we're blowing up 

Fuck it, I'm gonna light the Rollie up 

Shawty fucking for Chanel 

I ain't tripping, that's a Coke or nothin' 

Push the ride to the motor bus 

Stack the paper fill the sofa up 

Lie on that paper, I am not slacking, I stay on that paper 

I feel like it's a restraining order on that money cause y'all stay away from that paper 

I know some niggas that used to be balling but know they all feeling a way 'bout this paper 

I be spending hundred, hundred, hundred, after hundred 

They thought I was making this paper 

Fuckin' it good, I be raping this paper 

Shit I might as well get married to money 

I marry Nicki, still married to money 

She rich as Mariah, I carry the money 

And fuck a deposit, I bury the money 

(Bury the mills), I bury the money 

It hang out my pocket embarrasing money 

I act like I ain't used to having this money 

Hopped in the Wraith and I bought it, it's litty again 

Fly out the piff and the tropic, it's litty again 

All of my parties is poppin', you know that we litty again 

Pourin' the fours on Collins, you know that we litty again 

They don't want to see the squad 

They don't want to see the Wraith 

They don't want to see their bitch up in the stars like she going outer space 

Litty again, litty again 

I got it, we litty again 

Litty again, ltty again 

I got it, we did it, we litty again