เนื้อเพลง Lit Thot - Cardi B
เนื้อเพลง Lit Thot
[Chorus:]
Deal with them no no
Deal with them I can't
Peanut b*tter ass work
F*ck around and get jammed
Cardi in this b*tch you better understand
I flip the script and kill sh*t now they want to hold my hand
I be that hood b*tch from that block
It's my hood on top
Why you asking all them questions you a cornball you get popped
I'm really with the sh*ts I'm a real b*tch I don't flop
They ask who I be I'm that east coast Lit Thot
Yeah I gives it up I gives it up I gives it up and that's word
These cats got no stacks man they f*cking get on my nerves
I gives it up I gives it up I gives it up and that's word
And if you ain't talking about money then I'm pitching nothing but curves
[Verse 1:]
Oh they mad Ima keep them mad oh they hella sick
See me stunting see me getting bands oh yeah hella bricks
Cardi looking good in this sh*t oh yeah hella fit
Run up on me wrong they pop the trunk on you elephants
You don't know me hoe you don't know me bro you don't know me just move
I A-L-T control delete and get your ass removed
That f*ck sh*t that truck sh*t I do not approve
You n*ggas with that shrimp d*cks be f*cking up my mood
[Chorus:]
I be that hood b*tch from that block
It's my hood on top
Why you asking all them questions you a cornball you get popped
I'm really with the sh*ts I'm a real b*tch I don't flop
They ask who I be I'm that east coast lit thot
Yeah I gives it up I gives it up I gives it up and that's word
These cats got no stacks man they f*cking get on my nerves
I gives it up I gives it up I gives it up and that's word
And if you ain't talking about money then I'm pitching nothing but curves
Deal with them no no
Deal with them I can't
Peanut b*tter ass work
You f*ck around and get jammed
Cardi in this b*tch you better understand
I flip the script and kill sh*t now they want to hold my hand
[Verse 2:]
Just get up off me just get up off me just get up off me you fake
You talking all that tough sh*t but quick to talk to the jakes
Let a b*tch try me that's these red bottoms to the face
N*gga hating hoes ain't got no clout that's Superman with no cape
All I need is Coronas and I'm set for the night
Let a b*tch act up just know it's on sight
They mad cause my time came and I didn't miss my flight
F*ck you thought a b*tch was gonna be down her whole life
B*tch no
[Chorus:]
I be that hood b*tch from that block
It's my hood on top
Why you asking all them questions you a cornball you get popped
I'm really with the sh*ts I'm a real b*tch I don't flop
They ask who I be I'm that east coast lit thot
Yeah I gives it up I gives it up I gives it up and that's word
These cats got no stacks man they f*cking get on my nerves
I gives it up I gives it up I gives it up and that's word
And if you ain't talking about money then I'm pitching nothing but curves