Meek Mill – Litty (feat. Tory Lanez)


Litty again, litty again
Hopped in the Wraith and I bought it, it’s litty again
All these foreigns, they know it’s us
I got it we litty again
They thought I was making this paper
It hang out my pocket embarrasing money
I know some niggas that used to be balling but
Catch a bullet like a NFL player
They don’t want to see the squad
Litty again, 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
I got it, we did it, we litty again
They don’t want to see the squad
Private when he go to Philly
They don’t want to see the Wraith (no)
Cause I’m the one to put it on your money
I ain’t tripping, that’s a Coke or nothin’
They don’t want to see your bitch up in the stars like she going outer space
Litty again, litty again
These niggas are haters, I know that they’re haters (suckers)
Know they all feeling a way ’bout this paper
Shit I might as well get married to money
When they used to do it for Vine
Running around like you’re superman
But nigga we coming for warefare
I be spending hundred, hundred, hundred, after hundred

Whip it whip it whip it whip it like the coco when we mix the soda up
Roll bitches trying to do it for Twitter
Don’t be selfish, get your mom insurance money (hah!)
Shawty fucking for Chanel
Lie on that paper, I am not slacking, I stay on that paper
Niggas with you fuck around and do it for me
Litty again, litty again

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

These niggas gonna say that they got it
Can’t even be a side, side bitch
Niggas talking like they want it
They don’t want to see their bitch up in the stars like she going outer space
Like she’s outer space
Rolls Royce Wraith
K.o. On me, keep ’em coming out his mouth, I’m sending somethin’ round his way

I sip the lean just to slow it up
Lie on that pussy like I hit
Put your bitch in the stars like she in the airline
Went and brought a Wraith
And fuck a deposit, I bury the money
All my niggas is way up
When bitches start lying on my dick
Hopped in the Wraith and I bought it, it’s litty again
I score your bitch like a lay up
I make a mil’ like a layup
A Q.M, that’s a quarter milli
Woo!
Feature money out the safe
Fuckin’ it good, I be raping this paper
Mansion at the condo, condo at the mansion and I’m running out of space
They be making memes, I be making millions
And these niggas gon’ blame it on Khaled
Litty again, litty again
(Bury the mills), I bury the money
They don’t want to see the Wraith
They don’t want to see your bitch up
I just counted up a Quinten Miller
Fly out the piff and the tropic, it’s litty again

A shooter money when I pull it out of you
I pop a pill just to stay up
Perfect timing and we’re blowing up
Brought it down Collins
Better get some 6 oil money
Litty again, litty again
I’m on my way to an island
Should’ve known it was litty
Funny money, yeah I know it’s silly
I’m with my team and we going up
Pourin’ the fours on Collins, you know that we litty again
I feel like it’s a restraining order on that
They don’t want to see the Wraith
In the stars like she going outer space
Niggas barely getting lawyer money
See, we both be making M’s
I act like I ain’t used to having this money
Push the ride to the motor bus
All of my parties is poppin’, you know that we litty again
They don’t wanna see Jay drop "6 Fly"
And I’m popping shit at the pilot (fly shit only)
Fly out the piff and tropic, it’s litty again
I got it, we litty again
Fuck it, I’m gonna light the Rollie up
Niggas be broke and still shopping
Stack the paper fill the sofa up
I got it, we did it, we litty again
She rich as Mariah, I carry the money
All of my parties is poppin’, you know that we litty again
When we in the city they don’t want problems
Money cause y’all stay away from that paper
They don’t want to see you win (they don’t)
I’m the one that make it happen it to you
I promise she gon’ know it’s litty, motherfucker, yeah
I’m the man of the hour, I’m the nigga with the airtime
Hopped in the Wraith and I bought it, it’s litty again
They don’t want to see the squad
I got it we litty again
Pourin’ the fours on Collins, you know that we litty again
They said they honest, talk money
Niggas said they gon’ rob us
I laugh about it, I be feelin’ them
But your hoe feel me when I pull up and I got a pour a whole four on it
I got it, we did it, we litty again
Niggas be talking ’bout my hair line
You don’t want to see your bitch caught up in the stars
I marry Nicki, still married to money
Fly out the piff and the tropic, it’s litty again
Get not when to get it succeess
But still talking shit like they violent (niggas is broke)
They don’t want to see the Wraith