Lit lyrics

[Intro:]
(Man BeatKing done…)
Club God

[Chorus:]
Pop that pus*y for me [x2]
(hold up)
Pop that pus*y for me [x2]
(Hold up, hold up) b*tch
I just wanna trick [x2]
Gone off that liquor
She tryna get lit
Girl pop that pus*y for me
Pop that pus*y for me [x3]
I just wanna trick [x2]
Gone off that liquor
She tryna get lit
[Background: Girl you know you
Wanna ball and f*ck with me
All that money in your face girl
You going see [repeat]]

[Verse 1:][BeatKing]
All these b*tches choosing
Got juice like i’m [?]
Got a ho look like roochie
Predicted her sushi
She tryna get lit
She tryna get lit
(gone)
Put that molly in her drink
Bill Cosby in this b*tch
(the pudding)
Club God
Club Godzilla
b*tch I pull up in a (skirrtt)
Benz with a ho
And her friends no type
Like [?]
b*tch I got my M up
Ballin all these n*ggas paper
Got a house up in the Woodlands
That b*tch got a river
Club Godzilla
[Chorus]

[Verse 2:][Sancho Saucy]
Hold on Mr. Beat King Kong
I ain’t tryna lead you wrong
(I’m pimpin)
Sancho really f*ckin pimpin
Rich off of [?] way before songs
Some a little Armstrong
Wonder bout it as you gone
Bringing [?] back
I’m a f*cking maniac
35,000 for a verse
5000 for a purse
Took your picture to my nurse
And I’m sick of you
[?] than my tennis shoe
I’m kicking way [?] like Kung Fu
[?]

Club God

[Chorus]

[Outro:]
Girl you know you
Wanna ball and f*ck with me
All that money in your face girl
You going see