Lil Uzi Vert ISSA HIT

Tekst piosenki

[Refrain]
(Nah)
Are you dumb? (Are you dumb? Nah)
Better use your medulla
I be shootin’ with the ruler (Frrah)
I ain’t with all the rumors
Her nigga, he a loser (He a loser)
Main bitch, she twenty somethin’ (Nah)
Side bitch, she a cougar
They steal my style, I’m not a rat, I can’t sue ya
(Woo)
(Woo-woo)
(Yeah, Lil Uzi Vert, uh)
Blatt (Blatt), yeah (Yeah)
Blatt (Blatt), yeah (Yeah)
Blatt (Blatt), yeah (Yeah)
Lit (Lit), lit (Lit), lit (Lit)
Lit (Lit), lit (Lit), lit (Lit)
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Lil Uzi)

[Chorus]
Is it lit? Is it lit?
Is it lit? Is it lit?
Is it lit? (Yeah) Is it lit?
Is it lit? Is it lit?
Is it lit? (Huh?) Is it lit?
Is it lit? Is it lit?
Is it lit? (What?) Is it lit?
Is it lit? Is it lit?
Woah, ayy, yeah
It’s a hit, it’s a hit (Yeah)
It’s a hit, it’s a hit
It’s a hit, it’s a hit (Uh)

[Verse 1]
I got plenty chips, stack it up, Tetris (Uh)
Bust down on your own nigga, but I got a bettеr wrist (What)
My swag perpetuous
Perky donе settled in (Yeah)
Your girl, my crib, beat the pussy with excellence (Huh)
Ass so fat, what’s your measurement?
Had to register in your regiment (Rage)
Baby, you could stay in my residence
Lil Uzi fresh like a peppermint (Uh-huh)
Old ass nigga just made
Sir, that don’t make you a veteran (No)
I was just in Vegas, came back with three hunnid bands (Money)
Count up all my haters, nowadays I am a money man (Money)
Rock VETEMENTS like I’m Asian, my new girl, she all ten (Yeah), yeah
(Woah, hello?)
(I mean it, woah, uh)
(Yeah, yeah, huh)

[Chorus]
It’s a hit, it’s a hit
It’s a hit, it’s a hit (Yeah)
It’s a hit, it’s a hit
It’s a hit, it’s a hit (Yeah)
It’s a hit, it’s a hit
It’s a hit, it’s a hit (Yeah)
It’s a hit, it’s a hit
It’s a hit, it’s a hit (Oh woah)
It’s a hit, it’s a hit
It’s a hit, it’s a hit (Yeah, woah)
It’s a hit, it’s a hit
It’s a hit, it’s a hit (Yeah, woah)
It’s a hit, it’s a hit
It’s a hit, it’s a hit (Yeah, woah)
It’s a hit, it’s a hit
It’s a hit, it’s a hit (Okay, yeah)

[Verse 2]
Too much sauce, swag, my disease, ooh
Swag-swag disease (I got the swag)
Ricky Rafy on my jeans, mm
Outer space, can’t see
Bitch, I’m rollin’ off the bean
Mm, my Glock got a beam (Glock)
Put dick in her spleen (What)
She tried suck it through my jeans (Damn)
Put dick in her spine (Her spine)
Make the bitch lose her mind (Mind)
Told that boy, „Wait in line” (Hold on)
And that girl not mine (Mine)
Man, I swear she a dime (Dime)
Man, that bitch so fine (Fine)
I be smokin’ on moonrock, I ain’t smokin’ on no pine (Nah)

[Refrain]
Are you dumb? (Are you dumb? Nah)
Better use your medulla
I be shootin’ with the ruler (Frrah)
I ain’t with all the rumors
Her nigga, he a loser
Main bitch, she twenty somethin’ (Nah)
Side bitch, she a cougar
They steal my style, I’m not a rat, I can’t sue ya
Don’t let a bitch use ya
Yo’ music no mover
Yo’ nigga stay boo’d up
Ball up, you loser
Baton Rouge with the Khosla
What’s your name, bitch? Lose ya (Bye)

[Chorus]
It’s a hit, it’s a hit
It’s a hit, it’s a hit (Yeah)
It’s a hit, it’s a hit
It’s a hit, it’s a hit (Yeah)
It’s a hit, it’s a hit
It’s a hit, it’s a hit (Yeah)
It’s a hit, it’s a hit
It’s a hit, it’s a hit (Oh woah)
It’s a hit, it’s a hit
It’s a hit, it’s a hit (Yeah, woah)
It’s a hit, it’s a hit
It’s a hit, it’s a hit (Yeah, woah)
It’s a hit, it’s a hit
It’s a hit, it’s a hit (Yeah, woah)
It’s a hit, it’s a hit
It’s a hit, it’s a hit (Yeah, woah)

[Outro]
Is it lit? Is it lit?
Is it lit? Is it lit?
Is it lit? Is it lit?
Is it lit? Is it lit?
Is it lit? Is it lit?
Is it lit? Is it lit?
Is it lit? Is it lit?
Is it lit? Is it lit?