Lostit (2019)

By TCM Optic

On aVeryLateXmas3

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[Intro]

Niggas think I lost it

I ain't really lost shit

I been in the mosh-pit

Chilling with the crowd, fits

Niggas going "oh shit"

He ain't really fuck with

Niggas on the A-list

They been steady hating


[Hook]

Niggas think I lost it

I ain't really lost shit

I been in the mosh-pit

Chilling with the crowd, fits

Niggas going "oh shit"

He ain't really fuck with

Niggas on the A-list

They been steady hating

I been steady racing


[Verse 1]

Come up out the pavement

Leave a nigga weightless

Chilling at the o-six

Niggas with the potion

Yeah

Googling in the streets they fucking with you finally tweet it

Half a band a pack, you talking bout a nigga bleed it

Now these dealers tryna slap me with a case I'm finally beat it

Yeah

Steady on the same shit

Come up out the basement

Leave a nigga weightless

Rough cut on a bracelet

I don't fuck with adjacent

Your dogs ain't got no plates, bitch

Hopped up out a spaceship

I ain't taking losses


[Hook]

Niggas think I lost it

I ain't really lost shit

I been in the mosh-pit

Chilling with the crowd, fits

Niggas going "oh shit"

He ain't really fuck with

Niggas on the A-list

They been steady hating

I been steady racing

Come up out the pavement

Leave a nigga weightless

Chilling at the o-six

Niggas with the potion


[Verse 2]

I been in the penthouse

You wait in the lobby

The diamonds on me black and white, photocopy

I'm dropping EPs like the pre

Y'all think y'all got ice imma shred y'all like hockey

Moncler, all on a bonnet

Its mad anacondas been chasing Versace

That's 20 the neck, add a 30 in watches

A hundred thousand dollars total the body, like damn

Rest in peace

Four-Four-Fives with a Wesson piece

Finally cook this up, fuck a recipe

Like damn, uh, mess with me get clamped

Cutthroat if a nigga been lacking, damn

VS crystals slapping, yeah

Concords I don't hoop like Magic, yeah

Y'all get dropped no casket, damn

Only wanna fuck big time she so basic

Talking bout some "you need hits to run bases"

Said I'm too far gone, but lowkey famous

Tell me how I got this far with no agent

Young and I'm stunting with guala in hand

If you think Imma flip for a trip and a band

You ain't know the hustle, you ain't know the man

Niggas staining 350s and don't give a damn

Lifted, I'm floating a quarter the Xan

Sika, lil nigga I stick to the plan

How could you think I would switch on the fam

Hit up the booth and came back with a tan


[Hook]

Niggas think I lost it

I ain't really lost shit

I been in the mosh-pit

Chilling with the crowd, fits

Niggas going "oh shit"

He ain't really fuck with

Niggas on the A-list

They been steady hating

I been steady racing

Come up out the pavement

Leave a nigga weightless

Chilling at the o-six

Niggas with the potion

Niggas think I lost it

I ain't really lost shit

I been in the mosh-pit

Chilling with the crowd, fits

Niggas going "oh shit"

He ain't really fuck with

Niggas on the A-list

They been steady hating

I been steady racing