Bas - Lit Lyrics
feat. J. Cole & K. Quick(Bridge)Do you still believe in love?Or do you love…(Verse)Man it’s 2 a night out, rollin White HouseGirl, it’s been a while since I hit a wide outI’m with it though, she a centerfoldBig ol blunt look tentaclesShe strip in Europe, InterpolDon’t remember her in a closeI *****ed her friend, damn it was closeLet’s reunite, let’s get em closeHit em twice in a rollHit a flight and I’m ghostThat’s the last time I seen er thoughShe be getting too eager, hoeStamp it like it’s my VisaChiefin off of these berriesWhen the world gets heavy and it hurts to carryI’m the midnight mercenary, fiend(Hook)It’s lit, feel the buzzThat’s the half, shit it wasIt’s lit, feel the buzzIt’s lit, feel the buzz(Verse)She took me to a place that I never would discoverMight never have another so I have to ***** itReach into my pockets, damn, I ain’t got a rubberSee my nigga rhyme like ill rhyme HuberHe be outta space, say he got a caseIt’s straps in the back of the hotel coveredRoom 508, check by the safeShe said boy you got it made, do you got a cape?I ain’t with the game, my do I gotta waitI’m quite impatient, intoxicationGot me feelin like procreatinGirl I’m the baker, you surely cakinStand back, patch em upAmazing graces, photo finish and fornicationPhoto finish and fornication, fiend(Hook)It’s lit, feel the buzzThat’s the half, shit it wasIt’s lit, feel the buzzIt’s lit, feel the buzzFeel the buzzCan you feel the buzz?And then we feel the buzzOh why, girlDo you still believe in love?What’s your trap?Get away from the gooderWhat’s your trap?Now comes the question of witsAnd so do you lose? Do you lose the same so what the other that yo house talkin on?But then there are less people know I have more than one tape so maybe we should just not use this.And use the other intro so people will think I just took it straight throughYea, let’s do that(Verse)You’d be surprised how many truths you could hide in a flowI’m listening to this beat with my eye lids closedThoughts keep flashin and I keep laughinI never thought that I will ***** Irish hoesMaybe Asian *****es or Caucasian *****esRemember when I got to New York I was lost because all I ever saw was Jamaican *****esI ain’t really know what jam, where it wasLittle country nigga, goddamn I wasTo you niggas talkin online until you make it this side and you could never understand this buzz, wellMaybe if you’d put yourself in the shoes of a nigga comin straight out the southNo gold grill, just a east coast feel and a set of crooked teeth in this mouthMake them hoes bounceThey can’t get enoughNiggas say I made it, I ain’t makin enoughMan, hatin ass nigga,You a real lame ass nigga if you ain’t got my tape in yo truckCole, I’m one and don’t you forget thatI think I lost my mind round the same time I lost my 6 packBut, huh, no sit-ups for meLong as my dick still get up for meLong as a hoe still give up for meShe usually talks but she get us for free, woahThat’s TMI, lil something like TMZScared of the days you’ll be seein me ‘cause my girl do not play coast DMPIt’s something for the hoop fans,Just cop it a coupe manNo drop top but a slap on the roof that can slide outYou can get a little sun while you ride outSet on the beat, let me vibe outWe the 15 with a ASR up in my house,Writin rhymes out, mama made it happenCoulda been a lawyer but I made it rappinHe know the rappin, now at the shows he the main attractionAnother shot of Henny so I’m faded askin how long do this drug called thing will last meFeel the buzzAnother shot of Henny so I’m faded askin how long do this drug called thing will last meSBFeel the buzzIt’s litFeel the buzzFeel the buzz
