CVS ON MY LIT

Rolex, Ferragamo, VVS, aye
 Rolex, Ferragamo, VVS, aye
 Rolex, Ferragamo, VVS, aye
 Rolex, Ferragamo, VVS, aye
 Lit
 On lit, aye
 On lit
 On lit
 On lit
 On lit
 Needa drink fucking bleach
 I really said that shit
 All these niggas do not care about what we think
 They just want a bunch of destruction, we The Lit Machines
 What they thinking, that they girlfriend fucking something?
 I don't know it, I don't care 'cause they mean nothing
 We go finesse and then go and take all they shit
 So we don't rely on bottles just to take a pic
 Time to go perform, just so we could be lit
 Grab a groupie and a couple of some bitches
 It's lit, it's lit, it's lit, it's lit
 The Lit Machines, yeah it's lit, yeah, it's fucking lit
 Lit Machines, oh my God, it's so fucking lit
 We're so fucking lit, yeah, we so fucking lit
 White girl for real, so take it back for me
 I'm looking like the fucking goat that be on Bathory
 Nothing in here fucking foreign, I'ma let you know
 Baby, sit upon my lap and I will let you go
 Tying a slut on my wrist, I'll be "Hell yeah"
 Oh you like substances in all my head, yah
 Baby, you can sit on my hand, oh
 How can't you be my memento?
 You say I'm not good for her mental
 Now baby smoking a menthol
 Bitch, ain't no way to get through to you
 You don't want my fucking money
 I look at my wrist, and look at my money
 Why don't you love me?
 Oozing, oozing
 Stabbing a bitch when she oozing, she oozing
 Stabbing a bitch, she oozing, she oozing
 Stabbing a bitch, said she oozing