Zan Jupiter - Super Lit Lyrics

Look at her nose she got the coke in it
I got the drip you can just soak in it
I keep a mop like a custodian
My niggas slime like Nickelodeon
You is so fake! I do not rock with it
I got a rari it came with a glock in it
I got a glock you know that I'm shooting it
Smoke hella weed I think I'm abusing it
My niggas savages, my niggas hooligans
Dropping the top there go the roof again
All of this money I had to get used to it
Niggas be cappin, they ain't really doing shit
Yo bitch blowing my dick like a hookah stick
Everything I cop gotta be the newest shit
Everything I rock gotta be the newest shit
Look at my wrist, cost like a brick!
Wrist look like water on some fluid shit
Yo bitch all on me on some groupie shit
Flowers on my shirt that's the gucci bitch
Niggas keep on talking but ain't gonna do the shits
I got the bricks to come through on a Monday
I got your bitch to come through on a Tuesday
I be so fly I should be on a runway
I don't do no talking I'm all about that gunplay
Run up on me that is your doomsday!
My niggas shoot when I say OKAY
My niggas wearing all red, like kool aid
I dropped a couple racks in Barney's
Smoke on the gas, propane
These niggas hate, damn what a shame
I was so young when I entered the dope game
All of these racks in my pockets damn I don't do no chump change
Hop in the rari, hop in the lamb, then I switch lanes
Trap, booming, she ride me, she cruising
I don't sleep, you been snoozing
I been winning you been losing
Yo girl seen me, now she choosing