[Intro: Sherwood Marty]
Sosa 808 got this bitch knockin'
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Sherwood Marty]
Young shit, dumb shit, them people say that we lit
Screeching off in a Hellcat, now they say we litty again
I just pulled up in a Benz, goin' hard, gotta win
Fuck her then fuck on her friend, I'll never touch 'em again
Young shit, dumb shit, them people say that we lit
Screeching off in a Hellcat, now they say we litty again
I know I gotta go in, goin' hard, gotta win
I just pulled up in a Benz, they say we litty again

[Verse 1: Sherwood Marty]
Litty litty, I don't come from Philly
But like Meek nigga, I need a milly
I ain't sick but they say I'm illy
If she ride my dick she gon' pop a wheelie
This shit ain't easy, seen hard times
And we sparked iron when it was dark times
Had soldiers with me like it's march time
Disrespect my mind and they gon' start firing
I get that pack and that money come
Shawty a snack like a Honey Bun
Look at my wrist, that's a one-of-one
Look at my kicks, man that shit cost me twenty-one
Niggas hatin', probably owe me somethin'
If they play me I'ma show 'em somethin'
Draco work just like a golden gun
Ask 'round my hood, they gon' say I'm the chosen one
Hellcat go fast, go
Bakery bitch, we got mad dough
He in love with my last ho
She gon' say I'm an asshole
We took the harder way, bitch we gon' ball today
But I ain't talkin' 'bout Penny
These niggas know that we winnin'
Washing machine, if they play then we spinnin'
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