This is a song about "She lit"

To give surgery to your lyrics, theyre going to get lit

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

And mansions on the fault line of a shaky market

And smart enough to flee the scene when the block is lit

Ima hit it just to keep the blunt lit

I ride by bumping shine, i do just that

Something you winced at, but when she winks at you, and hints a candle's lit for two

Hoping that the material possesions can materialise to a better you

Exquisite bitch, getting lit, live from the wimbledon

He been waiting for his connection to come

Don't believe me? then watch me empty out a full clip

Potent shit getting lit up in the cockpit

Wrapped myself in plastic and lit candles in the room

Yeah, them niggas spittin' while i'm dishing out a typhoon

You is just a groupie bitch and groupie bitch, no i am sick

Sip your frickin' gin tonic, split your lifting lit spliff chronic,