(Opening)

Yo, It's Young Pisces
This bitch mumbling about
Talking something like 'Litty McGuire'
Bitch, you fuckin' trippin'
You ain't fuckin' Litty McGuire
Stupid Bitch. Ha. Yea

(Chorus)

Yea, Litty McGuire
Her eyes hella red like she tired
Girl rolling up to get higher
Louder than fuck, she desire
Yea, Litty McGuire
Rich as fuck, I should retire
She ripping off all my attire
Cause she never met a dude tighter

(Verse)
It's Litty, No Lizzie
White girl like lil McGuire
Yea, you can't miss me
In the field, Jerry MacGuire (Yea)
Acting like she love me
I can tell that bitch a liar (Huh)
I know she only want me
Cause I'm known for smoking fire
Young Pisces
I'm out here gettin' money (money)
I'm smoking on some KeIsha
Now Ms. Litty all up on me (up on me)
Claiming that she fucked me
I told that bitch she'd be lucky
Silly hoe, no you can't touch me
In the grotto with 2 Bunnies
Thumbing thru the commas
Like I'm counting all my blessings (Yea)
I liked your bitches pictures
Now she out here tryna text me (What?)
If her man wanna test me
He get hit with the Tech
Nine hollow tips
Go straight thru his neck
Yea, you next
If you wanna front flex (Grr)
I been getting inked up
'til I'm covered toe to chest (Yea)
You're fucking with the best
And you don't want me at my worse (Nope)
I come in like a curse
'til you're 6 feet under dirt (Yea)
You heard it here first
Boy I'll end your whole career (Uh huh)
The chains around my neck
Damn the diamonds cut clear (Damn)
Always chill with Litty
If she coming thru the city
I got pocket full of hundreds
Goyard wallet cost some 50
Kicked it with your bitch
She was suckin'
Now you're kissin' (Yup)
Lex is in the kitchen
On a money making mission (Yuh)