TB Stacka - Young & Lit

★ Intro ★
(How long I’ma spend profilin’?)
(She walk in and complements my closet)
With who? The girl next door, you know?
(Fuck her on the floor like I don’t give a fuck bout it)
(Getting clouded when your clouded) Yo man

★ Chorus ★
You see ice on my chain, it don’t mean that I’m rich
I could put ice on my wrist
Though I’m young and I’m lit
And I’m tryna get rich
Tryna cop that AMG whip
See a smile on my face
When I hope in the rave
I don’t know why the hate on the kid
But it is what it is, lemme burn that bridge

★ Verse ★
Broski, are you taking the piss?
Don’t you know I’m a teen and I roll with titans?
Aye bro, that talk is cheap, man
Listen to what the yute says like Simon
Pray to the Lord when you enter the jungle
Cah it’s filled with the snakes and lions
He wanna hop out the ride and spin that
Bro, spin that like my broski Ryan
I can still see the gyal dem spying
Lemme act like a G don’t notice
But in my mind, lemme keep that noted
Why do boys love to chat on the kid
But half of them boys look homeless?
Yo
Lowe it, I need to stay focused
Still stacking my bread like Hovis
Gonna get lit if I step to a motive
Knocking them boys over like bowling
How you gonna hate on the kid liveo when you ain’t even got motion?
That’s someone’s rent on the neck, man, look at that ocean

★ Chorus ★
You see ice on my chain, it don’t mean that I’m rich
I could put ice on my wrist
Though I’m young and I’m lit
And I’m tryna get rich
Tryna cop that AMG whip
See a smile on my face
When I hope in the rave
I don’t know why the hate on the kid
But it is what it is lemme burn that bridge