Maximus Prince, Moonli9ht - LIGHT IT UP! (Remix) lyrics

He said that he got, but I don't know
(I don’t know)
Pull up on his block, we make a show
(Make a show)
We light it up like it was paparazzi
I got the key to the box, and then it blow
(Bitch)

(YA) Ride in (Ayy) , shotgun (What?)
Sit back (Ugh) , light it
Make sure you learn (Learn it, hoe)
Not to try me (Try me)
All my niggas about it (They about it)
Bitch, you better not doubt it
(Hoe, don't doubt it)
You try to play me, I get like Katy
Fireworks out my pocket (AH)

We lightin' it up (Ooh, ah)
We givin’ 'em hell (Hell)
'Cause we don't give a fuck (No)
You better not try your luck
'Cause I ain't had enough
I ain't had enough, ayy

Why these bitches playin' games?
Got my name in they mouth everyday
Think they mad at me
See a bad bitch and they start acting lame
I’m what niggas call a party starter
Finna light ya crib up like a firecracker, uh
You could never touch me
How you talk shit but follow my lead? Oh
Pull it (Pull it) , twist it (Twist it)
You don’t wanna see me pop it (Heh-heh)
Talk shit, get hit, bitch tried it
Paint the walls red
Then make ya momma wipe it
'Cause I always get the last laughs
Stupid ass hoes could stay mad
Long as you keep yo mouth shut
We won’t have no problems, yup

I cannot believe
You was fuckin' 'round with my attitude
Ugh biggest burst of anger that I've
Had in two months take the- I crash into yuh
Reachin’ in your pockets like you
Cashed a few bucks
(Long as you keep yo mouth shut)
New shot, I'll give it a crack or two, ugh
Now I wanna see all that gratitude up
(We won't have no problems, yup)
So runnin' up is somethin' that
I have to do, bruh
Like what is up? You want somethin'?
(We won't have no prob-)
Tuck ya stuff 'cause I'm rushin'
Fuckin' run when I'm bustin'
But, it's lunch 'cause it's 12
Sharp bullets in esophagus
(We won't have no- we won't Have No-)
Too clean with my form, ain't no mockin' it
(Stupid ass, stupid ass problems)
New semi, I ain't even gotta cock this shit
(I always get the last laughs)
360° no scope, that's a proper hit
(Last laughs, stay mad, mad)
Whole gang gone, now last one
Steppin' over cracked logs (Try me, ugh)
Nitroglycerine, whack bombs
Damn, my nigga, that gas strong (Try me)
Atom vibration, that's all
Break the last intact wall (Try me)
Found one nigga, and I called (Ooh- ooh-)
The same fate gets passed on (Try me)
I asked him "what's yo last song?"

He said that he got, but I don't know (Mhm)
Pull up on his block, we make a show
(Ayy, ayy)
We light it up like it was paparazzi
I got the key to the box, and then it blow

We lightin' it up (Ooh, ah)
We givin' 'em hell
'Cause we don't give a fuck (No)
You better not try your luck
'Cause I ain't had enough
I ain't had enough, ayy