Meek Mill Feat Tory Lanez - Litty (Official Instrumental)

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[vcbf]

4 years later the beat still goes as hard as ever

[lntelekt]

I be soaring like a eagle
All these jokers so feeble
Illuminati all on my eyes they be thinking that I'm evil
Yeah, I'm switching up the flow G
Show them jokers how I roll G
Cloud 9, yeah, yeah, I'm cozy
I be ballin' like I'm Koby
My rolly be moving slowly
Ain't no tick tock In the ghost G
Yo, b what you saying?
Beast super saiyan
That Uzi I be sprayin'
CoD I be playin'
Lil' bro, we miss alot
Cops chased you down the block
Hand on the clock he was dropped
Right on the spot he was shocked
Pardon me while I reach the top
Lil' bro, I'll get you out the chop
Not a time to be a fool
We go hard, we the truth
We dem boys, they the troops
Going hard everytime I'm In the booth
Speaking but not for you or you
This Is a shout out to the realist bone
Get you out them cuffs & bring you home
This Is where you belong

[lntelekt]

Yo,

My name Is Zeo Dash & I don't battle rap

But I call out all these Motha Fuckers

These fake heads...


It's Litty Bitch

Like a college kid

Snap, Crackle, Pop collar

Kitty Bitch

You're bars are weak

& you're face to face with a Rottweiler

You're as cool as a popped tire

Call me Dilana

I'm hot fire

Getting bodied on my beat

Call the rap police

We got a dead MC

Shots fired

Thieves ain't nothing that I'm scared about

Problems man

I'll air 'em out

Yeah, you got talent but you don't work hard till your ass Is nothing that I care about

Building up

Flaring out

Build 'em up

Tear' em down

Automatic when I rap, man

Watch my back

& I'll Molly wop your parents child

So don't talk shit on my raps

You're fucking lunch

I'll snatch dat

Call you're nana's house & let her know

Zeo Dash just took my snack packs

Stuff your wack ass rhymes In you're backpack

Before I clap back like a mad dad

Cause this rap crap ain't no act

This Is the only chance I fucking had

Poverty Is probably the only reason I'm proud of me

Cuz, Daddy did dope

Mama did too

Never had a fucking chance

But I never left school

We were lucky enough that we still had food

But I remember the times when we didn't had a roof

Living In the car at that parcking lot

I'll never forget those fucking nights

That's the motivation that keeps me slaying these little purpish fucks that's don't know about Lisa

If you do when your real with a fan

I'll probably take a chance so I can shake your hand

But I don't fuck with fans of Little zan

You're too wrapped up In Diazapad

Want a face tattoo with a family grant

I'll leave you In the fucking gutter cause you're rocking Vans

Little bo,

Row your boat

You can row, row, row my dick In your throat

Watch me smile

Grab a coke

I'll tell you get Fucked bitch

Grab a smoke