I GOT IT LIT Lyrics – EST Gee

Read the full I GOT IT LIT lyrics by EST Gee from the album BIGGER THAN THE DEVIL along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song.

[Intro]
Black keep going out, I got it lit
Uh, uh

[Verse]
Preying on me, you gon’ die starving
Soon as I feel the pressure, I’ma step back, wet him, James Harden
Mentally, I’m still standing next to my mama, bed, sorry
Holding her hand, cold skin, same day I still spin (My n!ggas still spinning)
I don’t want no sympathy, b!tch, I pray for revenge
Killed him last time, I’m back, make sure I kill him again
I don’t want you kissing me, knowing the type of head that you give

And your baby daddy an opp, his son will pay for his sins
I know y’all don’t feel me, y’all ain’t been through s*it like I’ve been
I’m bigger ’cause how I lived, I’m bigger than Jack and Bryson
I’m bigger David, Goliath, I’m bigger, Remember The Titans
I’m bigger Jigga and Weezy, bigger than Gucci and Jeezy
I’m biggеr Birdman and Weezy, my first body had me greedy
I’m bigger, realеr and richer and stiffer, streets is breathing
The people that y’all believe in the reason why y’all don’t see it
If they turned up, where they people? Where they hood at? Where they bms?
Where they lie, mm, mm, buy a body and beat it
Screaming free you ’til I see you, we on they ass like Evizu
Tryna shoot something like Diesel, the whole clip, not a preview
On FaceTime four hours, slime, tell me they lying
I asked you nine or ten times, what’s wrong and you said it’s fine
Told bruh mama, fu*k her, how y’all end up celly bunkies?
And you ain’t even punch him, how the fu*k you call me your brother
If you felt that way for real, then why the fu*k you ain’t call me, brother?
Why you ain’t keep that same energy when you saw me, brother?
Which day you said fu*k me, a thought that’s gon’ haunt me, brother
Heart hard as concrete cutters, shine brighter than morning coming
That n!gga, you knew you never could ever fu*k with in nothing
Cleaner, streeter and meaner, the reason you think you something
You know I don’t be bluffing, I said it’s OTW (I’m having)
A b!tch I don’t remember fu*king, we cut ’em loose, let y’all cuff ’em (I’m having my motherfu*king way)
Top down when the summer type money change up your mood