| Super lit, yeah, it’s super lit, yeah
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| All my squad doing figure for a flips, yeah
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| And my squad got the Hummers on the set, yeah
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| Got her, in a new Corvette, yeah
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| Super lit, yeah, look at my niggas, super lit, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Look at my niggas, super lit, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Look at my niggas, super lit
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| Akademiks pull up, look at the cars
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| Drip up the Henny, yeah
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| Taco, like, pull up, look at the cars
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| Drip up the Henny, yeah
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| Slide through with every bro, is it gonna fit me? |
| Yeah
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| Not true, look at the odds, It coulda fit me, yeah
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| I don’t want dogs gettin' in
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| Hop out the cars, imminent
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| Look at her arms, sweatin' it
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| I been in and out the trap
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| So all my cars tinted with it
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| Life on garage, go get in with it
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| Fuck her on the gauze, yeah
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| Akademiks falling livid, ah
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| Used to skrrt the Civic, ooh
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| Now I’m throwing the digits
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| Chasing all them bitches, ah
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| Chasing all them bitches, yeah
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| Finding all your bitches
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| Wanting all your riches
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| Back and forth like Deja Vu
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| Y’all ain’t workin', y’all say y’all do
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| Super lit, yeah, it’s super lit, yeah
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| All my squad doing figure for a flips, yeah
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| And my squad got the Hummers on the set, yeah
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| Got her, in a new Corvette, yeah
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| Super lit, yeah, look at my niggas, super lit, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Look at my niggas, super lit, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Look at my niggas, super lit |