This is a song about "She lit"

I got ak-47's get ya shit lit

I’m t-raww young nigga i’m the shit

Yeah, they all convinced but all for shit

Potent shit getting lit up in the cockpit

Told you camp lo was my favorite

Chill with asap and get get lit

Or the crack that they sell to put food in their kids

I need to get lit, toke a few hits,

Frown and a gun lit is all she could amount to confront with

Your grind's feeble, i'm regal, really, i'm willy smith

Cause i ain't know for who or what the fuck to get

Lies ahead of the wrath matched with a tree lit

You stink like a lit tire

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

So what i keep the blunt lit?

Like he back that shit