LIGHT SHI (feat. Yung Deyo & ANGELO) [EXTENDED]

She said this her first time sucking me up with no hands

This that type of crazy bitch that put you in a trance

She gon' run up to your pockets, take off with your mans

She done walked up in the club, she lookin' for her mans

Police pulled me over, asked me for my license

Ridin' in a Rover, damn I'm feelin' righteous

She like, where my grills at? Talkin' with a lightless

I like me a dark queen, you want you a white bitch

Hit it like I'm messed up , fuck with all my mic shit

Get rich with the gang, yeah, you ain't on that type shit

She ain't never barkin', but she wanna bite shit

She got that extra temper, maybe that's that hype shit

We be smokin' reefa, buy up on that hype shit

Know this Guy gon' burn on me, turn her back, she turn on me

First you tried to flirt on me, then she put the hurt on me

She said this her first time sucking me up with no hands

This that type of crazy bitch that put you in a trance

She gon' run up to your pockets, take off with your man

She done walked up in the club, she lookin' for her mans

We done made that stupid-ass lil' **** hit his dance

Ju-Ju on that beat hit that Nay Nay hit your dance

Wanna bought my mama, a new crib, don't want no chain

Every time you say my name, I swear I give you fame

Every time I see your face, I swear it bring me pain

Steady sayin' that you with the folks, like, what you claim

Damn, this bitch too petty, might leave her

Swear it's expensive just only to keep her

But she so bad that she look like a diva

I don't want your hand up, bitch, I'm an achiever

She said this her first time sucking me up with no hands

This that type of crazy bitch that put you in a trance

She gon' run up to your pockets, take off with your mans

She done walked up in the club, she lookin' for her mans

She gon' run up to your pockets, take off with your mans

She gon' run up to your pockets, take off with your mans

Police pull me over, ask me for my license

Ridin' in a Rover, damn, I'm feelin' righteous

She like, where my grills at? Talkin' with a lightless

I like me a dark queen, you want you a white bitch

Hit it like a messed up, fuck with all my mic shit

Get rich with the gang, yeah, you ain't on that type shit

She ain't never barkin', but she wanna bite shit

Pull up, blew up, hey, hey, wanna be my bae, hey

Diamonds dance like A, hey, come through with the pay, hey