Gimme Da Lite (feat. Lil Yachty)

(Southside on the track, yeah)

Free all my lil' homies, they was goin' insane (woo-hoo)
Couple of new niggas tryna join the gang (woo-hoo)
Told me he a stepper and he tryna hang (woo-hoo)
I did not believe him till I seen him bang (woo-hoo)
Creepin' down the street, I'm poppin' out a pane (brrt)
The homie died, can't let his name go out in vain (woo-hoo)
Pussy ain't no blood, he never seen a flame (woo-hoo)
Tweakin' out, I feel that molly throbbin' in my veins
Hmm, hmm, hmm (okay), hmm (psh), hmm (psh)
Hmm, hmm (okay), hmm (psh, psh)
My baby a real geeker, my baby a— (what?)
My baby a real geeker (huh, yeah)
Baby off a sixty (perky), lookin' pissy (yeah)
I don't drink no trisy (what), shit get tricky (brrt)
Caught them boys in person, shit got sticky, yeah
Fuckin' up a sack on that pussy (damn)

Yeah, yeah (psh, go)
Yeah, yeah (psh)
Yeah, yeah

Gimme the light (go)
Gimme the light (what?)
Gimme the light (what?)
Gimme that, uh (yeah)

I'm in the back of the Benz, I'm in the back with twins (yeah)
Bendin' the back on wock', never been sippin' on gin (okay)
I put diamonds in my mouth when I grin
You ain't gon' get back, pussy, take it on the chin (yeah)

Gimme the light (yeah, okay)
Gimme the light (yeah, phew)
Gimme the light (hm, okay)
Gimme the light
Gimme the light (hm, yeah)
Gimme that

Yeah