(Get out my way, lil´)
(Get  out my way, lil´)

She  gon´ put it on me, that´s a lotta bit (A lotta bit)

Four Coupes, four seasons, drop the top a bit (Drop it)
Bust down both my wrists, time to talk a lot of shit (Yeah)
I  got both my girls, head to toe designer shit (Designer shit)

Drip,  lil´ bit, lil´ bit (Lil´ bit)
Uh, let me feel myself a lil´ bit (Let me do it)
Lil´  bit, lil´ bit (Lil´ bit)
You ain´t talkin´ big shit, get out my way, lil´ bit´ (Get out my way, lil´ bit´)

I can hear the hate, got a lot of it (A lot of it)
Take these bands to the bank, let ´em rot in it (Yeah)
So  much ice on me, I wish I had two necks (Two necks)

I got homies that can´t sleep without two TECs (Brraa, brraa)
I got homies that can´t sleep without Klonopin (Yeah)
Gucci and Chanel, I got a lot of it (A lot of it)
Walk up in the spot like, "Ayy, what poppin´ in?" (What´s poppin´ in?)
She gon´ pop it for me ´cause I´m rich and poppin´ it (Yeah, designer shit)

Drip, lil´ bit, lil´ bit (Lil´ bit)
Uh, let me feel myself a lil´ bit (Let me do it)
Lil´ bit, lil´ bit (Lil´ bit)
You ain´t talkin´ big shit, get out my way, lil´ bit (Get out my way, lil´ bit)

She gon´ put it on me, that´s a lotta bit (A lotta bit)

Four Coupes, four seasons, drop the top a bit (Drop it)
Bust down both my wrists, time to talk a lot of shit
I got both my girls, head to toe designer shit (Designer shit)

Drip, lil´ bit, lil´ bit (Lil´ bit)
Uh, let me feel myself a lil´ bit (Let me do it)
Lil´ bit, lil´ bit (Lil´ bit)
You ain´t talkin´ big shit, get out my way, lil´ bit (Get out my way, lil´ bit)

West L.A., that where you find me, though
? with a dime, rockin´ black clothes
Whipping ´round that Batmobile, duckin´ 5-O
If you step to me, then be prepared for smoke, lil´ bro

Uh, let me feel myself a lil´ bit
Uh, let me blow this down a lil´ bit (Designer shit)

Drip, lil´ bit, lil´ bit (Lil´ bit)
Uh, let me feel myself a lil´ bit (Let me do it)
Lil´ bit, lil´ bit
You ain´t talkin´ big shit, get out my way, lil´ bit (Get out my way, lil´ bit)