FXCK HOW WE LIVING by Kid Litty Lyrics
[Hook: Kid Litty]
Fuck how living
Fuck how living
Fuck how living (Okay)
Fuck how living
Fuck how living
Fuck how living (Okay)
I got the money I'mma spend it (Aye)
I got the money I'mma spend it (Aye)
I got money yeah we winning (Aye)
I got money yeah we winning (Aye)
[Verse 1: Kid Litty]
Keep a blade tucked on me
She gone suck on me
She gonna fuck on me
Cause a nigga got the clout
Catching shit no doubt
Me and YUNGXST in this bitch
We ain't far from being rich
Honestly took yo bitch
Now she on a dick
Lit like a fucking Bic
And this beat make me sick
And this beat make me sick
Fuck what you doing doe
Fuck what you doing hoe
[Verse 2: YUNGX$T]
Big guns toting run up and you die now
My shit more locked down than the fucking White House
We cook more drugs than fucking Bill Nyes house
Fucked with my paper get ready to die now
I make more money than fucking Jeff Basos
You don’t believe me then go check my payroll
I be investing spending money properly
Way that I rocking think I play monopoly
You wanna die motherfucker just say less
RPG shooting leave his body brain-less
No one to kill ain’t no thrill coming through
Bitch I kill men women children also too
And the cops come arrest me than I’m not afraid
Set off the bomb just cause they took the bait
I got shooters in Isis them niggas don’t play
If they ain’t in the cut I’ll try another day
You got shooters? Well mine is more lethal
You cooking drugs well good luck I don’t need em
Aye, yuh
Fuck how living
Fuck how living
Fuck how living (Okay)
Fuck how living
Fuck how living
Fuck how living (Okay)
I got the money I'mma spend it (Aye)
I got the money I'mma spend it (Aye)
I got money yeah we winning (Aye)
I got money yeah we winning (Aye)
[Verse 1: Kid Litty]
Keep a blade tucked on me
She gone suck on me
She gonna fuck on me
Cause a nigga got the clout
Catching shit no doubt
Me and YUNGXST in this bitch
We ain't far from being rich
Honestly took yo bitch
Now she on a dick
Lit like a fucking Bic
And this beat make me sick
And this beat make me sick
Fuck what you doing doe
Fuck what you doing hoe
[Verse 2: YUNGX$T]
Big guns toting run up and you die now
My shit more locked down than the fucking White House
We cook more drugs than fucking Bill Nyes house
Fucked with my paper get ready to die now
I make more money than fucking Jeff Basos
You don’t believe me then go check my payroll
I be investing spending money properly
Way that I rocking think I play monopoly
You wanna die motherfucker just say less
RPG shooting leave his body brain-less
No one to kill ain’t no thrill coming through
Bitch I kill men women children also too
And the cops come arrest me than I’m not afraid
Set off the bomb just cause they took the bait
I got shooters in Isis them niggas don’t play
If they ain’t in the cut I’ll try another day
You got shooters? Well mine is more lethal
You cooking drugs well good luck I don’t need em
Aye, yuh