B.O.B – 4 Lit Lyrics

4 Lit by B.O.B
Feat. T.I. & Ty Dolla $ign
Album : Ether
Released : 2017
Genre : Hip-Hop/Rap

[B.o.B.:]
Shit be two lit, shit be four lit
Pick me up before six
Gutter bitch with another bitch
We ain’t tripping ’cause we all hit
Yeah, we all with the fuck shit
Yeah, we all with the fuck shit
Two lit, shit be four lit
We ain’t tripping ’cause we all hit

Yeah yeah, d—d—dat’s the shit I like (Hey)
I ain’t got no type, I can’t decide
Girls like girls like girls, they can’t deny
Eating pussy with a side of wine
No, it ain’t no telling what we might do
When she in a penthouse with a tight view
Reefer got me stuck, shit, got my eyes glued
Oh yeah, that’s my girl and that’s our wife too

Lit, shit be four lit
Pick me up before six
Gutter bitch with another bitch
We ain’t tripping ’cause we all hit
Yeah, we all with the fuck shit
Yeah, we all with the fuck shit
Two lit, shit be four lit
We ain’t tripping ’cause we all hit

[Ty Dolla $ign:]
Ayy, Dolla hit it, B.o.B hit
Uh, T.I.P hit it, TZ hit
Ayy, I feel like we the new Dogg pound
Uh, she know Dolla getting money now
Uh, I’ma pass her like Cam
Yay, I’ma pass her like Peyton
Oo, I got diamonds on my neck
I got diamonds on my rib, put some diamonds on my main bitch
Uh, in the Porsche so wavy
Put a Rollie on my lady, Dolla need a new baby
Eh, she know Dolla stay litty
Still ain’t heard about Dolla? You should come to my city

[B.o.B & Ty Dolla $ign (T.I.):]
Shit be two lit, shit be four lit (Yeah)
Pick me up before six
Gutter bitch with another bitch
We ain’t tripping ’cause we all hit
Yeah, we all with the fuck shit (Ooohhh)
Yeah, we all with the fuck shit (Ye—ye—yeah)
Two lit, shit be four lit (Uh, okay)
We ain’t trippin’ ’cause we all here (Yeah)

[T.I.:]
You know we all wit’ it
All my niggas quick to hit and never call bitches
Just might see my lil nigga pulling up wit’ y’all bitches
Pick the short ones up, bend it over tall bitch
Ayy, put that phone down and mind your fucking business, girl
Ayy, put some money up if you so independent, girl
Now I’m just tryna put some diamonds in ya pendant, get your titties fixed
Presidential suites and private jets, outside the city shit
One thing I can’t stand is a petty heaux
Can’t keep your business to yourself, don’t go to telling folks
‘Bout where you been and how much pussy you be selling folk
Don’t wanna see her with a telescope, tell her tho

[B.o.B & Ty Dolla $ign (T.I.):]
Shit be two lit, shit be four lit (Yeah)
Pick me up before six
Gutter bitch with another bitch
We ain’t tripping ’cause we all hit
Yeah, we all with the fuck shit (Ooohhh)
Yeah, we all with the fuck shit (Ye—ye—yeah)
Two lit, shit be four lit (Yeeah)
We ain’t trippin’ ’cause we all here (Ooohhh)
Yeah yeah, Dolla $ign

○ B.O.B – Ether (Album 2017)
01.  Fan Mail
02.  E.T.
03.  Middle Man
04.  Peace Piece
05.  Finesse
06.  Xantastic
07.  Tweakin
08.  4 Lit
09.  Substance Abuse
10.  Avalanche
11.  I Know
12.  Big Kids

○ Listen to “B.O.B” Songs

● ” Airplanes ”

[ Quotable ]
But that’s just how the story unfolds
You get another hand soon after you fold
And when your plans unravel in the sand
What would you wish for if you had one chance?
So airplane, airplane, sorry I’m late
I’m on my way, so don’t close that gate
If I don’t make that, then I’ll switch my flight
And I’ll be right back at it by the end of the night

● ” We Still In This Bitch ”

[ Quotable ]
In the air, one time for a nigga like me with a squad like this
With a team so strong with a flow so cold, ain’t nothing but some bad bitches in my clique
What’s up Eastside
We in this bitch
They think they seeing me
But they ain’t seen shit
Girls on the pole yeah they make me rich
Girls at my shows wanna take my pic

● ” So Good ”

[ Quotable ]
Suffering from first class cabin fever
Five hour layovers from Norway to Egypt
I’m to the point like the pyramids of Giza
Still I’m to the left like the tower out in Pisa
I’m feeling single baby, I could use a feature
Swagger like Caesar, I’ll get you a visa
We can go to Italy, and maybe see the Colosseum
I’ll be Da Vinci if you’ll be my Mona Lisa
Now smile, and pack your bags real good, baby
Cause you’ll be gone for a while

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