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Still Lit Video (MV)




Performed By: Brad Bishop
Language: English
Length: 3:12
Written by: Christian Gonzalez




Brad Bishop - Still Lit Lyrics
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The whole squad on some real shit
Don't give a f*ck if it ain't us we don't feel shit
Got some shooters that's my homies they gon kill shit
Bitches bottles blunts yea we still lit
The whole squad on some real shit
Don't give a f*ck if it ain't us we don't feel shit
Got some shooters that's my homies they gon kill shit
Bitches bottles blunts yea we still lit
All the baddest bitches out here tryna be my wifey
Cus they know there really ain't nobody out there like me
Doing me with the team I don't care if you like me
And all you boys washed up like laundry cycling
I got intuition you still caught up in tuition
If I want it then I get it that's just how I'm living
You tryna be on CBS
I see bs
I see bs yes
Always high when I'm sober you won't see me stressed
And your girl found me without a gps
Yelling f*ck the world but that's repeat sex
I make rappers want to slice by their vvs
I'm straight
In my circle
Go away
I might hurt you
Got paper
Like a journal
Like a wraith
I'll swerve you
The whole squad on some real shit
Don't give a f*ck if it ain't us we don't feel shit
Got some shooters that's my homies they gon kill shit
Bitches bottles blunts yea we still lit
The whole squad on some real shit
Don't give a f*ck if it ain't us we don't feel shit
Got some shooters that's my homies they gon kill shit
Bitches bottles blunts yea we still lit
By my estimations im underestimated
She got 2 hands together on my dick amazing grace bitch
I don't play baseball but I stick
To the bases
On a daily basis
I am where the bass is
My whole team tougher than military bases
I stay pulling strings now you know where the bass is
You probably jam to me lowkey for inspiration
Your shit isn't flattering
Your shits imitation
I play real life you just playing simulations
You think you so great then come and give a demonstration
You better save face bitch before I make you faceless
What I do ain't human better put me on a spaceship
People love talking in my face they don't say shit
Working all night then I stay for the day shift
You wanna spend my time I better see some f*cking payment
My batteries are never out of juice boy I stay lit
The whole squad on some real shit
Don't give a f*ck if it ain't us we don't feel shit
Got some shooters that's my homies they gon kill shit
Bitches bottles blunts yea we still lit
The whole squad on some real shit
Don't give a f*ck if it ain't us we don't feel shit
Got some shooters that's my homies they gon kill shit
Bitches bottles blunts yea we still lit
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English

The whole squad on some real shit
Don't give a f*ck if it ain't us we don't feel shit
Got some shooters that's my homies they gon kill shit
Bitches bottles blunts yea we still lit
The whole squad on some real shit
Don't give a f*ck if it ain't us we don't feel shit
Got some shooters that's my homies they gon kill shit
Bitches bottles blunts yea we still lit
All the baddest bitches out here tryna be my wifey
Cus they know there really ain't nobody out there like me
Doing me with the team I don't care if you like me
And all you boys washed up like laundry cycling
I got intuition you still caught up in tuition
If I want it then I get it that's just how I'm living
You tryna be on CBS
I see bs
I see bs yes
Always high when I'm sober you won't see me stressed
And your girl found me without a gps
Yelling f*ck the world but that's repeat sex
I make rappers want to slice by their vvs
I'm straight
In my circle
Go away
I might hurt you
Got paper
Like a journal
Like a wraith
I'll swerve you
The whole squad on some real shit
Don't give a f*ck if it ain't us we don't feel shit
Got some shooters that's my homies they gon kill shit
Bitches bottles blunts yea we still lit
The whole squad on some real shit
Don't give a f*ck if it ain't us we don't feel shit
Got some shooters that's my homies they gon kill shit
Bitches bottles blunts yea we still lit
By my estimations im underestimated
She got 2 hands together on my dick amazing grace bitch
I don't play baseball but I stick
To the bases
On a daily basis
I am where the bass is
My whole team tougher than military bases
I stay pulling strings now you know where the bass is
You probably jam to me lowkey for inspiration
Your shit isn't flattering
Your shits imitation
I play real life you just playing simulations
You think you so great then come and give a demonstration
You better save face bitch before I make you faceless
What I do ain't human better put me on a spaceship
People love talking in my face they don't say shit
Working all night then I stay for the day shift
You wanna spend my time I better see some f*cking payment
My batteries are never out of juice boy I stay lit
The whole squad on some real shit
Don't give a f*ck if it ain't us we don't feel shit
Got some shooters that's my homies they gon kill shit
Bitches bottles blunts yea we still lit
The whole squad on some real shit
Don't give a f*ck if it ain't us we don't feel shit
Got some shooters that's my homies they gon kill shit
Bitches bottles blunts yea we still lit
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Writer: Christian Gonzalez
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