lil bit blackbear

[Intro]
Get out my way, lil'—
(Ooh)  Get out my way, lil'—

[Pre-Chorus]
She  gon' put it on me, that's a lotta bit (A lotta bit)
Four coupes, Four Seasons, drop the top a bit (Drop it, drop it)
Buss down both my wrists, time to talk a lot of shit (Yeah)
I  got both my girls, head to toe designer shit (Designer shit)

[Chorus]
Drip,  lil' bit, lil' bit (Lil' bit)
Uh, let me feel myself a lil' bit (Let me do it)
Lil'  bit, lil' bit (Lil' bit)
You ain't talkin' big shit, get out my way, lil' bit' (Get out my way, lil' bit')

[Verse 1]
I can't hear the hate, got a lot of it (A lot of it)
Take these bands to the bank, let 'em rot in it (Yeah, yeah)
So  much ice on me, I wish I had two necks (Two necks)
I got homies that can't sleep without two TECs (Blaow-blaow)
I got homies that can't sleep without Klonopins (Yeah)
Gucci and Chanel, I got a lot of it (A lot of it)
Walk up in the spot like, "Ayy, what poppin'-in'?" (What's poppin'-in'?)
She gon' pop it for me 'cause I'm rich and poppin'-in' (Yeah, designer shit)