Too Lit lyrics

by

Chris Brown


[Chorus]
While everybody talkin' down, I'm up, b*tch
I ain't goin' broke, I'm stuck rich (oh, I'm stuck)
Call your b*tch, like, pull up and do that one sh*t (pull up)
Talk to her while I f*ck, make her c*m quick (you like that)
AP, new freezer, I'm too lit (I'm lit)
All my haters need a hospital, they too sick (them n*ggas too sick)
I put my chains in the freezer, they too lit (they icy)
Somebody get them boys a hospital, they too sick

[Verse]
If a n*gga talk crazy, hit that kill switch (go get it)
How you hate a n*gga that do all real sh*t (real n*gga)
My lil' brother comin' home to a mil' ticket (welcome home)
The people get me in that room, I ain't gon' spill sh*t
All the real b*tches think I'm heaven sent (heaven sent)
My lil neph' growin' up, he turned 11 quick
But he can't drink none of this pop because it's medicine
I had to get rid of my .40, that b*tch evidence
How Tee a gangsta? He stole laptops
After First Day Out got down, he ain't gon' be back hot
Don't think I'm gangsta when you see, test it, watch this MAC pop
In that drop-head, tell my haters suck a fat c*ck
I ain't good at sellin' drugs, I done tried it (I tried it)
I'm too lazy for scales, b*tch, I tried it (I done tried it)
I got rich off tellin' stories how my life went (real sh*t)
Bring the loyalty, one hundred, b*tch, we locked in (real sh*t)
In that cell musty, couldn't believe myself (God damn)
Lawyer wasn't doin' sh*t, I had to free myself (n*gga fired him)
Pops left the world earlier, had to teach myself (RIP)
n*ggas out here lookin' crazy, they should see theyself (n*ggas crazy)
I know bro would give me half if I needed it
Bro cool but that boy'll turn demon quick
'Cause, when it's beef, make sure you don't sleep on that (What up Beau)
My dawg tried to line me up, he think I'm sleep on that
While you n*ggas talkin' down, I'm up, b*tch (b*tch I'm up)
I ain't goin' back broke, I'm stuck rich (hey, we stuck)
He tried to hide her but I still hit that dumb b*tch (dumb b*tch)
One night and then I'm done with that punk b*tch (b*tch get outta here)
Only one of me but ho, I'm doublin'
I put his mans in the morgue, I know he double sick
Ask about me in the clubs, n*gga, I double tip
I'm runnin' sh*t, whoever don't like it, suck a di*k (big money)
b*tch, when you see a boss keep twerkin' (keep twerkin')
Keep doin' that and you gon' be my next purchase (yeah)
60 racks to NZ for this choker, I can merch it (yeah)
Ass so soft, titties right, you perfect (yeah)
pus*y so wet it make waves, we surfin' (hol' up)
n*gga in your DM three times, he thirsty (thirsty)
Used to be broke, catchin' buses, I was bummin'
Now when b*tches see me out they like, "It's a husband" (it's a husband)
Girl don't thank for that cash, it's just money (it's just money)
Don't even thank me for that bag, it ain't nothin' (it ain't nothin')
He don't buy bags, who he foolin'?
That n*gga bag little, he ain't tryna blow through it (haha)
You got a table full of n*ggas but it's one plate (it's only one plate?)
I don't even f*ck with Unk and even old Ye' (hoe ass n*gga)
This old n*gga told me, boy, you should love hate
'Cause n*gga you wouldn't be poppin' if they wasn't hatin'
Hold up, when I was broke I never blamed God (thank you Lord)
That's why every back end, I thank God (God I love you)
They said I wouldn't make it but they ain't God (they just talkin')
That's why I say, "Ain't it a blessing," gotta claim God (Ain't it a blessing)
[Chorus]
And while you n*ggas talkin' down, I'm up, b*tch
I ain't goin' broke, I'm stuck rich
Call your b*tch, like, pull up and do that one sh*t (b*tch pull up)
Talk to her while I f*ck, make her c*m quick
AP, new freezer, I'm too lit (lit)
All my haters need a hospital, they too sick (sick)
I put my chains in the freezer, they too lit (them b*tches lit)
I put his mans in a hospital, he too sick (them n*ggas sick)
While you n*ggas talkin' down, I'm up, b*tch (yeah we up)
I ain't goin' broke, I'm stuck rich (yeah we stuck)
Call your b*tch, like, pull up and do that one sh*t (hey pull up)
Talk to her while I f*ck, make her c*m quick
AP, new freezer, I'm too lit (too lit)
All my haters need a hospital, they too sick (too sick)
Put my chains in the freezer, they too lit (they too lit)
I put his mans in a hospital, he too sick (they too sick)
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