kydd – lit lyrics
[intro]
man, this sh+t tuff as f+ck
yeah
it’s kydd
flint town in this mothaf+cker, man
yeah
lit
[chorus]
oh you lit like a candle
don’t get your sh+t blown out
your girl suck my d+ck
and don’t care that my phone out (let’s go)
you wanna knuckle, li’l b+tch, we can throw down (ok)
i ain’t yung joc but this sh+t ‘bout to go down (go down)
now i don’t f+ck with people out their categories
if i wanna talk, then, i’ma call you (brrr brrr)
i’m doing me, and while i’m doing me
that means it’s something that doesn’t involve you (no)
[verse 1]
now, b+tch, i been going through things (like what?)
like paying investments and making connections (ok)
no, i ain’t drama, but i’m young and reckless
i walk like a ranger but i ain’t from texas
yeah, i keep that +boom+
b+tch, that’s for my family’s protection
you test me, i’ll give you a lecture (yeah)
i’ll apply prеssure, don’t get laid out on a stretchеr
these bullets will fly like a feather
see, i ain’t no gangster
just take extra measures
i see you on camera ‘fore you hit the step (right there)
like, b+tch, i done seen you pull up from like three houses down
‘fore you cut the lights and then crept
b+tch, i’m a different breed
i’ll take your energy and manifest into something that’s greater (d+mn right)
f+ck an enemy ‘cause that ain’t finna
be the reason i ain’t making no paper
[chorus]
oh you lit like a candle
don’t get your sh+t blown out
your girl suck my d+ck
and don’t care that my phone out (let’s go)
you wanna knuckle, li’l b+tch, we can throw down (ok)
i ain’t yung joc but this sh+t ‘bout to go down (go down)
now i don’t f+ck with people out their categories
if i wanna talk, then, i’ma call you (brrr brrr)
i’m doing me, and while i’m doing me
that means it’s something that doesn’t involve you (no)
[verse 2]
i keep moving up like i’m f+ckin’ the manager (yeah)
i keep that gas, i ain’t talking ‘bout canisters
i f+ck a b+tch in the car and then banish her
she just want that wood finish like a banister
i get that bread, i think she want a sandwich
stay on my grind so my time’s hard to manage
my brodie’s like, “rollie, he bigger than sh+t”
yeah these men are fighters
boy, they’ll do some damage (yeah)
step in the ring with some lions and tigers
and, no, i ain’t lying
hoe, my first name isn’t lucius
i ain’t a dentist, but i’ll leave you toothless
you know i’ll twist your sh+t back like a rubix
most of these rappers these days couldn’t box if they wanted to
throw your ass out while your homies in front of you
sh+tting on b+tches but i’m never #2, watch as i bring home the w
[chorus]
oh you lit like a candle
don’t get your sh+t blown out
your girl suck my d+ck
and don’t care that my phone out (let’s go)
you wanna knuckle, li’l b+tch, we can throw down (ok)
i ain’t yung joc but this sh+t ‘bout to go down (go down)
now i don’t f+ck with people out their categories
if i wanna talk, then, i’ma call you (brrr brrr)
i’m doing me, and while i’m doing me
that means it’s something that doesn’t involve you (no)
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