Lit Like Bic Lyrics - Sremmlife - Rae Sremmurd

Drinkin' on somethin' 

Man I gotta be drinkin' on somethin' 

Just chillin' with me [?] doin' somethin', little green 

Gotta be drinkin' on somethin' 

I'm smokin' on somethin', try to go pop on somethin' 

I ain't trippin', I don't give a fuck if it's your girl 

Man she drinkin' on somethin', smokin' on somethin' 

Have you smokin' on somethin' 

Lit, lit, lit, lit like Bic 

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SremmLife shit, bendin' by 6 

2 by 2, 4 by 4 

SremmLife shit, don't answer that door 

Neighbors keep knockin', bitches keep watchin' 

Hoes keep jockin', but the money keep flockin' 

They wishin' we was floppin', I can see it on their faces 

I can point at different bitches and I bet they all from different places 

Look at all this money, lit, lit, lit 

SremmLife shit, poppin' chapstick 

Pop at bad shit, I'm so grown 

Brand new car, I'm so on 

Yeah nigga what, all my niggas rich 

All my bitches rich too so you need a key to come visit 

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News life shit, test this cup 

Test this cup, do it for us 

Four eyed, damn, I'm twisted bad, I can feel it 

Aquafina water, go ahead and peel it 

Go ahead and peel it, do it if you dare 

I just wanna lay it down and run my fingers right through her hair 

Remove her underwear, lick, lick, lick 

Lit sex yes, she show chest 

Breathe in deep, geeked all week 

Sunday night, Sunday fight 

Argue, don't wanna argue 

How could you think that I would ever leave you? 

I see right through you 

Get money with the same crew 

I fuck the same hoes like you 

Switch 'em out once a week, I'm cool 

That's mid, I'm cool 

Midnight crew, paint the Maserati midnight blue 

Money pool, I'm 'bout to swim right through 

Who are you? 

Who said 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 ya 

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 Beamer 

Bad bitches come see Jimmy, just might leave a tip with you 

Lit, lit, might spend a ticket, see if these red bottoms fit you 

I'm doin' numbers, Sremm goin' bonkers 

Blasts bustin', better run for cover 

[?] 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 

Face Sremm and that's double trouble