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saint bart - we lit lyrics

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[chorus]
when i told ’em “we’ll be lit” (ay)
know they never trusted me
when the haters came for me (came for me), for me
we just show them what it is (we just shoem them), what it is
need a rollie on ma wrist, yeah (on ma wrist, yeah)
plus for the team, yeah (plus for the team, yeah)
need some stars upon the roof
tha’ mulsanne, yeah (tha’ mulsanne, yeah)
colourblind, man, i only see the green (see the green!)
there’s no snitchin’ on our side, you’ll gеt hit
better know how it is

[verse 1]
they can’t see mе just like stevie
make ’em wonder how i did it
michael jackson, how i thrill her
she like’ it how i beat it
they wanna see me fall
i just give ’em a seat (give ’em seat)
i know it’ll never happen but might as well enjoy the scene
my choppa is russian, my new b+tch is bussin’
i dropped a bag on some liquor, it’s nothin’
my new drip emaculate, haters stay cussin’
deleted the hate and nonsense
my purpose is different, my time is a blessin’
when i fall took that sh+t as a lesson
been down in the trenches, f+cked up by depression
but i can’t stop ‘cuz my vision is waitin’
[bridge]
i don’t fit with them (i don’t fit)
they just p+wns ‘cuz they lyin’ on their friends (on their friends)
my side legit, we just tryna make these m’s (make this m’s)
no regrets, ay (no regrets)
we speakin’ sense (sense, ya+ya+ya)

[chorus]
when i told ’em “we’ll be lit” (ay)
know they never trusted me
when the haters came for me (came for me), for me
we just show them what it is (we just shoem them), what it is
need a rollie on ma wrist, yeah (on ma wrist, yeah)
plus for the team, yeah (plus for the team, yeah)
need some stars upon the roof
tha’ mulsanne, yeah (tha’ mulsanne, yeah)
colourblind, man, i only see the green (see the green!)
there’s no snitchin’ on our side, you’ll get hit
better know how it is

[verse 2]
can’t flex on me with daddy’s money
the more you hate the more i’m risin’
not in a rush, it’s all ’bout the timin’
b+tches stay flaky an’ it’s now surprisin’
now i stay too drippy
drunk an’ high, so i’m way too trippy
shawy wanna spend time but i’m way too bussy
know i got options but i’m way too picky
fightin’ the battles on too many fronts
my brain is strip club got too many thoughts
would flex all my cash but got too many loans
know i got love, plus from too many zones
on vacay from pool+to+pool
spend more time from roof+to+roof
my pops keep sayin’ i should have stayed in school
but i make more money now, guess it’s cool
[outro]
i just glow up now and they furious
she like’ chicks but i made her bucurious
watch me more than my guardian angel
bart+aphobia, i made ’em delirious



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