Litty
Young Stoner Life & Young Thug Lyrics


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Oh, I'm gonna get right, yeah, yeah
Yeah

Diamonds loud like a cop car, yeah
I'm big as it get, yeah, yeah
Changing up my call logs, yeah
Invite her over, let's get lit
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty (lit)

I hurt my lil' bitch feelings
Called a Uber, told her to get in it (yeah)
Burnt out niggas be chilling
I turnt up, came back with a million (let's go)
He blew up, then caught the body, he kept it solid
Really don't say much about it
He never tell them too much (shh), he know what's up
He know it's best to keep quiet
Diamonds real loud like a parade (go)
Drumroll, everybody sprayed (brr)
Cutting up with a nigga thot (yee)
Fucking up the pussy, not the braids (mmm)
And we got bullets like Navy
Enough to spin on niggas' shit for days (doot)
I hope it ain't no niggas in the way (ah)
Light it up like Independence Day (let's go)
New flip phone, so the tap don't get it
Just bad plays, ain't no bad hoes in it
Walked in the spot, it had nine hoes in it
Just five minutes later, it was mad hoes in it
Team, we can get together, baby, we can be a team
We ain't going steady, but I'm liking what I see
Five, four, three, two bitches, just one me
Whoever MVP should get a ring
All my whips is push to start
don't none of my whips got key holes in it
All black Rolls Royce just pushed off
one rapper with three or four freak hoes in it
Been working like a migo, gettin' it
Probably pull me over, it's illegal tinted
I can't even hide the way I'm getting this money
Even if I whisper, my

Diamonds loud like a cop car, yeah
I'm big as it get, yeah, yeah
Changing up my call logs, yeah
Invite her over, let's get lit
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty (lit)

Making it shit ain't a issue
I got her shitting, where the tissue?
I just pulled up in the Tesla, hopped out looking like fishscales
I just was cooking this brown dirt
Tell you the truth, made my wrist hurt
Y'all niggas faker than big turf
Rocking yellow diamonds, but no Pittsburgh
Pulled up, hopping out the Chevy 'vert
Diamonds on my motherfucking ankle, Kurt
Get a nigga whacked ASAP, Ferg
Chrome Heart glasses, no cap, nerd
Getting her hair done twenty times, just like that was work
Sending them zazas to the town, all of my dogs serve
Three forty five, my bitches
I was trapping every pussy, I was getting my riches
I came a long way from a damn Honda Civic
Now it cost a half a million and a band, though I'm chillin'
I invest a quarter million in my man, got a ticket
Mixin' on Kool-Aid, all colors, no kitten
I picked it, my Louis, my children them bitches
Chopped all the doors off, I'm living relentless
I came a long way from the motherfucking struggle, nigga
Hit the road with them bales like a trucker, nigga
Lost my dog, ever since it's like fuck a nigga
Excuse my language 'cause you just a sucker nigga
On another note, I'll never trust a nigga
I done tied ties with some other niggas
Found pride in my lover, nigga
Carve a S with a cutter, nigga

Diamonds loud like a cop car, yeah
I'm big as it get, yeah, yeah
Changing up my call logs, yeah
Invite her over, let's get lit
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty




Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty (lit)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to "Litty" by Young Stoner Life, Young Thug and DaBaby are about living a lavish lifestyle and enjoying the high life. The opening of the song sets the tone, with the lines "Oh, I'm gonna get right, yeah, yeah / Diamonds loud like a cop car, yeah / I'm big as it get, yeah, yeah." The lyrics then go on to talk about changing call logs, inviting someone over to get lit and the desire to party and have a good time.


The second verse is about getting rich through hard work and dedication, with lines like "I came a long way from a damn Honda Civic / Now it cost a half a million and a band, though I'm chillin'." The lyrics also talk about investing in friends and having pride in those relationships. The song ends with a chorus that invites listeners to join in on the fun and get lit.


Overall, the lyrics are about enjoying the fruits of labor and living a life of luxury. They also showcase a desire to have fun and enjoy the company of others.


Line by Line Meaning

Oh, I'm gonna get right, yeah, yeah Yeah
I'm about to have a good time


Diamonds loud like a cop car, yeah
My diamonds are shiny and noticeable


I'm big as it get, yeah, yeah
I'm a big deal


Changing up my call logs, yeah
I'm changing who I talk to


Invite her over, let's get lit
Let's party with her


I hurt my lil' bitch feelings
I made my girlfriend upset


Called a Uber, told her to get in it (yeah)
I told her to leave


Burnt out niggas be chilling
Lazy people are not working hard


I turnt up, came back with a million (let's go)
I made a lot of money


He blew up, then caught the body, he kept it solid
He gained a lot of fame and respect


Really don't say much about it
I don't talk a lot about my success


Diamonds real loud like a parade (go)
My diamonds are very bright


Drumroll, everybody sprayed (brr)
Everybody celebrated


Cutting up with a nigga thot (yee)
Partying with a promiscuous person


Fucking up the pussy, not the braids (mmm)
Having sex with someone without affecting their hairstyle


And we got bullets like Navy
We have a lot of ammunition


Enough to spin on niggas' shit for days (doot)
We have enough ammo to shoot for days


I hope it ain't no niggas in the way (ah)
I hope no one gets hurt


Light it up like Independence Day (let's go)
Let's party like it's a holiday


New flip phone, so the tap don't get it
I got a new phone to avoid being monitored


Just bad plays, ain't no bad hoes in it
I'm not making bad decisions


Walked in the spot, it had nine hoes in it
I arrived at a place with a lot of attractive women


Just five minutes later, it was mad hoes in it
More women came after I arrived


Team, we can get together, baby, we can be a team
We can work together


We ain't going steady, but I'm liking what I see
We're not in a relationship, but I'm interested in you


Five, four, three, two bitches, just one me
I have a lot of women and I'm the only man


Whoever MVP should get a ring
The best person should get recognized


All my whips is push to start
All my cars start by pushing a button


don't none of my whips got key holes in it
None of my cars require a key


All black Rolls Royce just pushed off
I'm driving a black Rolls Royce


one rapper with three or four freak hoes in it
I'm with a rapper who has a few promiscuous women with him


Been working like a migo, gettin' it
I've been working hard to make money


Probably pull me over, it's illegal tinted
I might get stopped by the police because my windows are too dark


I can't even hide the way I'm getting this money
I can't conceal the fact that I'm making money


Even if I whisper, my
Even speaking quietly, people can tell


Making it shit ain't a issue
Making money is easy


I got her shitting, where the tissue?
I have control over her and she's doing whatever I want


I just pulled up in the Tesla, hopped out looking like fish scales
I arrived in a flashy car and got out looking wealthy


I just was cooking this brown dirt
I was selling drugs


Tell you the truth, made my wrist hurt
I made a lot of money, but it was hard work


Y'all niggas faker than big turf
Some people are fake


Rocking yellow diamonds, but no Pittsburgh
My diamonds are yellow, but it's not related to Pittsburgh


Pulled up, hopping out the Chevy 'vert
I arrived in a Chevy convertible


Diamonds on my motherfucking ankle, Kurt
I have diamonds on my ankle


Get a nigga whacked ASAP, Ferg
Hire someone to kill someone


Chrome Heart glasses, no cap, nerd
I'm wearing expensive sunglasses


Getting her hair done twenty times, just like that was work
She's spending a lot of money on her hair


Sending them zazas to the town, all of my dogs serve
I'm distributing drugs in the area


Three forty five, my bitches
I have multiple women in different cars


I was trapping every pussy, I was getting my riches
I was making money by selling drugs to women


I came a long way from a damn Honda Civic
I have come a long way from driving a cheap car


Now it cost a half a million and a band, though I'm chillin'
Now I have an expensive car and I'm relaxed


I invest a quarter million in my man, got a ticket
I invested a lot of money in a friend and it paid off


Mixin' on Kool-Aid, all colors, no kitten
I'm mixing different drugs to sell


I picked it, my Louis, my children them bitches
I chose my Louis Vuitton items


Chopped all the doors off, I'm living relentless
I removed the doors from my car to show off


I came a long way from the motherfucking struggle, nigga
I have overcome a difficult past


Hit the road with them bales like a trucker, nigga
I transport drugs like a truck driver


Lost my dog, ever since it's like fuck a nigga
I lost my friend and now I don't care about others


Excuse my language 'cause you just a sucker nigga
I'm insulting someone who's not cool


On another note, I'll never trust a nigga
I don't trust anyone


I done tied ties with some other niggas
I've made connections with other people


Found pride in my lover, nigga
I'm proud of my partner


Carve a S with a cutter, nigga
I'm making a symbol with a knife


Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty (lit)
Let's party and have fun




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Alex Ghenea, David Andrew Blanco, Jeffery Lamar Williams, Jonathan Lyndale Kirk

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

@younlo

[Intro: Young Thug]
Oh, I'm gonna get right, yeah, yeah
Yeah

[Chorus: Young Thug, DaBaby & Both]
Diamonds loud like a cop car, yeah
I'm big as it get, yeah, yeah
Changing up my call logs, yeah
Invite her over, let's get lit
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty (Lit)

[Verse 1: DaBaby]
I hurt my lil' bitch feelings
Called a Uber, told her to get in it (Yeah)
Burnt out niggas be chilling
I turnt up, came back with a million (Let's go)
He blew up, then caught the body, he kept it solid, really don't say much about it
He never tell them too much (Shh), he know what's up, he know it's best to keep quiet
Diamonds real loud like a parade (Go)
Drumroll, everybody sprayed (Brr)
Cutting up with a nigga thot (Yee)
Fucking up the pussy, not the braid (Mmm)
And we got bullets like the Navy
Enough to spin on niggas' shit for days (Doot)
I hope it ain't no niggas in the way (Ah)
Light it up like Independence Day (Let's go)
New flip phone, so the tap don't get it
Just bad plays, ain't no bad hoes in it
Walked in the spot, it had nine hoes in it
Just five minutes later, it was mad hoes in it
Team, we can get together, baby, we can be a team
We ain't going steady, but I'm liking what I see
Five, four, three, two bitches, just one me
Whoever MVP should get a ring
All my whips is push to start, don't none of my whips got key holes in it
All black Rolls Royce just pushed off, one rapper with three or four freak hoes in it
Been working like a migo, gettin' it
Probably pull me over, it's illegal tinted
I can't even hide the way I'm getting this money, even if I whisper, my

[Chorus: Young Thug, DaBaby & Both]
Diamonds loud like a cop car, yeah
I'm big as it get, yeah, yeah
Changing up my call logs, yeah
Invite her over, let's get lit
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty (Lit)

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Making it shit ain't a issue
I got her shitting, where the tissue?
I just pulled up in the Tesla, hopped out looking like fishscales
I just was cooking this brown dirt
Tell you the truth, made my wrist hurt
Y'all niggas faker than big turf
Rocking yellow diamonds, but no Pittsburgh
Pulled up, hopping out the Chevy 'vert
Diamonds on my motherfucking ankle, Kurt
Get a nigga whacked ASAP, Ferg
Chrome Heart glasses, no cap, nerd
Getting her hair done twenty times, just like that was work
Sending them zazas to the town, all of my dogs serve
Three forty five, my bitches
I was trapping every pussy, I was getting my riches
I came a long way from a damn Honda Civic
Now it cost a half a million and a band, though I'm chillin'
I invest a quarter million in my man, got a ticket
Next in on Kool-Aid, all colors, no kitten
I picked it, my Louis, my children them bitches
Chopped all the doors off, I'm living relentless
I came a long way from the motherfucking struggle, nigga
Hit the road with them bales like a trucker, nigga
Lost my dog, ever since it's like fuck a nigga
Excuse my language 'cause you just a sucker nigga
On another note, I'll never trust a nigga
I done tied ties with some other niggas
Found pride in my lover, nigga
Carve a S with a cutter, nigga

[Chorus: Young Thug & DaBaby]
Diamonds loud like a cop car, yeah
I'm big as it get, yeah, yeah
Changing up my call logs, yeah
Invite her over, let's get lit
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty (Lit)

https://youtu.be/MGYoCPeuIns



@tyron8235

[Intro: Young Thug]
Oh, I'm gonna get right, yeah, yeah
Yeah

[Chorus: Young Thug, DaBaby & Both]
Diamonds loud like a cop car, yeah
I'm big as it get, yeah, yeah
Changing up my call logs, yeah
Invite her over, let's get lit
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty (Lit)

[Verse 1: DaBaby]
I hurt my lil' bitch feelings
Called a Uber, told her to get in it (Yeah)
Burnt out niggas be chilling
I turnt up, came back with a million (Let's go)
He blew up, then caught the body, he kept it solid, really don't say much about it
He never tell them too much (Shh), he know what's up, he know it's best to keep quiet
Diamonds real loud like a parade (Go)
Drumroll, everybody sprayed (Brr)
Cutting up with a nigga thot (Yee)
Fucking up the pussy, not the braid (Mmm)
And we got bullets like the Navy
Enough to spin on niggas' shit for days (Doot)
I hope it ain't no niggas in the way (Ah)
Light it up like Independence Day (Let's go)
New flip phone, so the tap don't get it
Just bad plays, ain't no bad hoes in it
Walked in the spot, it had nine hoes in it
Just five minutes later, it was mad hoes in it
Team, we can get together, baby, we can be a team
We ain't going steady, but I'm liking what I see
Five, four, three, two bitches, just one me
Whoever MVP should get a ring
All my whips is push to start, don't none of my whips got key holes in it
All black Rolls Royce just pushed off, one rapper with three or four freak hoes in it
Been working like a migo, gettin' it
Probably pull me over, it's illegal tinted
I can't even hide the way I'm getting this money, even if I whisper, my

[Chorus: Young Thug, DaBaby & Both]
Diamonds loud like a cop car, yeah
I'm big as it get, yeah, yeah
Changing up my call logs, yeah
Invite her over, let's get lit
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty (Lit)

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Making it shit ain't a issue
I got her shitting, where the tissue?
I just pulled up in the Tesla, hopped out looking like fishscales
I just was cooking this brown dirt
Tell you the truth, made my wrist hurt
Y'all niggas faker than big turf
Rocking yellow diamonds, but no Pittsburgh
Pulled up, hopping out the Chevy 'vert
Diamonds on my motherfucking ankle, Kurt
Get a nigga whacked ASAP, Ferg
Chrome Heart glasses, no cap, nerd
Getting her hair done twenty times, just like that was work
Sending them zazas to the town, all of my dogs serve
Three forty five, my bitches
I was trapping every pussy, I was getting my riches
I came a long way from a damn Honda Civic
Now it cost a half a million and a band, though I'm chillin'
I invest a quarter million in my man, got a ticket
Next in on Kool-Aid, all colors, no kitten
I picked it, my Louis, my children them bitches
Chopped all the doors off, I'm living relentless
I came a long way from the motherfucking struggle, nigga
Hit the road with them bales like a trucker, nigga
Lost my dog, ever since it's like fuck a nigga
Excuse my language 'cause you just a sucker nigga
On another note, I'll never trust a nigga
I done tied ties with some other niggas
Found pride in my lover, nigga
Carve a S with a cutter, nigga

[Chorus: Young Thug & DaBaby]
Diamonds loud like a cop car, yeah
I'm big as it get, yeah, yeah
Changing up my call logs, yeah
Invite her over, let's get lit
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty (Lit)



@idkahype82

Lyrics heere
Oh, I'm gonna get right, yeah, yeah
Yeah

[Chorus: Young Thug, DaBaby & Both]
Diamonds loud like a cop car, yeah
I'm big as it get, yeah, yeah
Changing up my call logs, yeah
Invite her over, let's get lit
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty (Lit)

[Verse 1: DaBaby]
I hurt my lil' bitch feelings
Called a Uber, told her to get in it (Yeah)
Burnt out niggas be chilling
I turnt up, came back with a million (Let's go)
He blew up, then caught the body, he kept it solid, really don't say much about it
He never tell them too much (Shh), he know what's up, he know it's best to keep quiet
Diamonds real loud like a parade (Go)
Drumroll, everybody sprayed (Brr)
Cutting up with a nigga thot (Yee)
Fucking up the pussy, not the braid (Mmm)
And we got bullets like the Navy
Enough to spin on niggas' shit for days (Doot)
I hope it ain't no niggas in the way (Ah)
Light it up like Independence Day (Let's go)
New flip phone, so the tap don't get it
Just bad plays, ain't no bad hoes in it
Walked in the spot, it had nine hoes in it
Just five minutes later, it was mad hoes in it
Team, we can get together, baby, we can be a team
We ain't going steady, but I'm liking what I see
Five, four, three, two bitches, just one me
Whoever MVP should get a ring
All my whips is push to start, don't none of my whips got key holes in it
All black Rolls Royce just pushed off, one rapper with three or four freak hoes in it
Been working like a migo, gettin' it
Probably pull me over, it's illegal tinted
I can't even hide the way I'm getting this money, even if I whisper, my

[Chorus: Young Thug, DaBaby & Both]
Diamonds loud like a cop car, yeah
I'm big as it get, yeah, yeah
Changing up my call logs, yeah
Invite her over, let's get lit
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty (Lit)

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Making it shit ain't a issue
I got her shitting, where the tissue?
I just pulled up in the Tesla, hopped out looking like fishscales
I just was cooking this brown dirt
Tell you the truth, made my wrist hurt
Y'all niggas faker than big turf
Rocking yellow diamonds, but no Pittsburgh
Pulled up, hopping out the Chevy 'vert
Diamonds on my motherfucking ankle, Kurt
Get a nigga whacked ASAP, Ferg
Chrome Heart glasses, no cap, nerd
Getting her hair done twenty times, just like that was work
Sending them zazas to the town, all of my dogs serve
Three forty five, my bitches
I was trapping every pussy, I was getting my riches
I came a long way from a damn Honda Civic
Now it cost a half a million and a band, though I'm chillin'
I invest a quarter million in my man, got a ticket
Next in on Kool-Aid, all colors, no kitten
I picked it, my Louis, my children them bitches
Chopped all the doors off, I'm living relentless
I came a long way from the motherfucking struggle, nigga
Hit the road with them bales like a trucker, nigga
Lost my dog, ever since it's like fuck a nigga
Excuse my language 'cause you just a sucker nigga
On another note, I'll never trust a nigga
I done tied ties with some other niggas
Found pride in my lover, nigga
Carve a S with a cutter, nigga

[Chorus: Young Thug & DaBaby]
Diamonds loud like a cop car, yeah
I'm big as it get, yeah, yeah
Changing up my call logs, yeah
Invite her over, let's get lit
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty
Let's get lit, let's get lit, let's get litty (Lit)



All comments from YouTube:

@ethanwagner

Bro it's been YEARS since slime has sounded like this. Fucking incredible to hear. That second half was astounding

@licson15

That’s what the fuck I’m saying!! Thug thank you🙏🏾🙏🏾

@CharizardLv95

BTG vibes on this one

@Sukz0r

...?

@mikeyc6643

Song is 1.5 years old from the first snippet played by dababy

@ethanwagner

@MikeyC fuckin hell, WUT?! well shit imma have to process this new info but song still slaps harder than anything on the og slime language

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@thefixisin2841

Thugs melodies never fail 🔥

@kylemann2502

https://youtu.be/qMnVhOEUdlk

@ayannoor6000

🔥🤐🥶😨😷🤝😎

@imclutching8055

🆙 https://youtu.be/QJPvxKaBIZs 🆙

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