Album Cover Litty (Freestyle)

Litty (Freestyle)

Joyner Lucas

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What's up with you R&B niggas tryna turn rappers and trappers (Joyner, Joyner)

You should just stay in your lane, bro, you sound like PaRappa the Rapper (Yeah, yeah)

I'm looking down on you when you talk to me, you should grab you a ladder

You swung at me, only jabbed at my bladder

Watch you disappear like you abracadabra (Poosh)

Now grab me a dagger

You got some hits but you lacking a swagger (Yeah)

I'm still the shit, bitch, so that doesn't matter

Don't call me a kid, I'm your papi and dada (Hahaha)

You get splattered and flattened

You an' Trippie better have you some backup (Hol' up)

Ren and Stimpy looking agi' and staggered

And when I kill 'em, they get madder and madder

Time to get litty, bitch, fuck all that singin' (Yeah)

You challenge me, what the fuck is you thinking? (Woo)

Way too much weed, what the fuck is you drinkin'?

I brought the tsunami, you fuckers are sinkin' (Brrrat)

I'm glad that you came

Leave all that lyrical shit up to me, I'm a savage that bang

Bring all your Prada suits back to Lee Chang (Brrrat)

Take all that autotune back to T-Pain

I swear you R&B rappers is strange

You okay but you ain't nobody favorite (Yeah)

You a'ight but you ain't nobody major

5'3", you ain't nobody dangerous (Brat)

Maybe that weed you were smoking, had you feeling confident

Let's have a real conversation (Boom)

Maybe that doctor put something inside of your head

When you got your new hairline replacement (Brrrat)

Why you bring my name up in the first place, Tory? (Huh)

You ain't fucking with me on my worst day, Tory

Wasn't better than me when I was in first grade, Tory

We can do this every year or on your birthday, Tory (Dook, dook, dook, dook)

Every summer, every winter, every Earth day, Tory (Joyner)

Every Tuesday, every Thursday, Tory

It's gon' be a motherfuckin' anniversary, Tory

You done fucked up, now you need first aid, Tory (Dook, dook, dook, dook)

I'm the leader of the new school with a screw loose (Woo)

All you niggas Blues Clues with a fruit juice (Woo)

Turn your Jimmy Choo shoes into FUBU

Nigga, you do what you can, I do what I choose to

I get litty in this bitch for my city (Yuh)

Only few real niggas left, they ain't many (Yuh)

They compare me to Em, they compare you to Iggy (Oh)

They compare me to Meth, they compare you to Dizzy (Oh, oh)

I'm Leonardo Da Vinci, I paint a picture with color

I already got cake and I don't need a butler (Yeah)

We already got Drake and we don't need another

I don't really got space but I'ma eat your supper (Woo)

You know Joyner got a hotter flow

I'ma do what Travis should've did a while ago (Woo)

I'ma do what Drake should've did a while ago

Throw your ass off a cliff, make you say, "Geronimo"

Then you had one chance, now you slumped on (Duh)

Go back in the booth, make another love song (Duh)

What you gon' do when the fucking blunt's gone?

'Cause I wanted all the smoke, I ain't even puff long (No)

Nigga, I been packing a black MAC with it wrapped in a backpack

With a stack and I'm Mad Max in the back of the black cab

With a gat and a snapback, put a cap in yo' back fat

Murder you and your wack little Cat in the Hat raps

Finna stab if you jab back, and I clap at you mad fast

When you sing, you ain't half bad, but you rapping like Ras Kass

And I bet that you mad sad 'cause you 'bout to get laughed at

And buried in trash bags and left in a hatchback, my nigga

Jamming in front of the corner store, whoa

Mobbin' a lot in the corridor, whoa

Breakin' some shit you don't want no more

Fightin' when nobody want a war

Rob at the haters, gon' sing like the Commodores

I got some shit you ain't saw before

Swallow the key and I lock the door

Tory, you ain't gotta hide no more

Come out and play, you my prey, you the GOAT? I'm a dinosaur

Oh, you wan' hate, that's normal

You just gonna do what you supposed to ('Posed to)

I remember when them hoes called me old news

Now when they cheat, I'm the go-to (Joyner)

Word on the street's I ain't one to get close to

I was hopeless, now I'm hopeful (Yuh)

I done made my own way like I'm supposed to

All you niggas did what you was told to (Yeah)

Tory, why all your songs always sound like a rerun, nigga? (Huh)

I just want my motherfucking refund, nigga (Huh)

Funny looking ass, go and eat some', nigga

I ain't never had to get my fucking teeth done, nigga (Hahaha)

When I kill you, I ain't running to you, bleed some, nigga (Yuh)

Oh, you wan' be some nigga? (Yuh)

Me and 6ix9ine had Trippie Redd bitch on the couch

She was giving us a threesome, nigga

Why you bring my name up in the first place, Tory? (Yeah)

You ain't fucking with me on my worst day, Tory (Uh)

Wasn't better than me when I was in first grade, Tory

We can do this every year on your birthday, Tory (Brrrat)

Every summer, every winter, every Earth day, Tory

Every Tuesday, every Thursday, Tory

It's gon' be a motherfucking anniversary, Tory

You done fucked up, now you need first aid, Tory

Shit

Damn

So now that we got that out the way, hmph

Let's make a record, nigga

Hahahahaha

Joyner