Rae Sremmurd – Lit Like Bic

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The latest visuals for another dope single called “Lit Like Bic” from the duo Rae Sremmurd. The pair have not yet released the official music video for their third single “Throw Sum Mo” that features Nicki Minaj and Young Thug. Although according to our sources the visuals have been cut and they are ready to be released.

The video for Lit Like Bic” by Rae Sremmurd gives us a behind the scenes look at the lifestyle of the dynamic we know as duo Rae Sremmurd. The video sees them visit strip clubs, spend lots of cash and enjoy a photo-shoot with some very cute models. Watch out for some reconcilable cameos in the vid too!

Rae Sremmurd “Lit Like Bic” lyrics

Intro: Slim Jimmy
Drinkin’ on somethin’
Man I gotta be drinkin’ on somethin’
Just chillin’ with me with the haters doin’ somethin’, little green
Gotta be drinkin’ on somethin’
I’m smokin’ on somethin’, try to go pop on somethin’
I ain’t trippin’, I don’t give a fuck if it’s your girl
Man she drinkin’ on somethin’, smokin’ on somethin’
Have you smokin’ on somethin’

Hook: Swae Lee
Lit, lit, lit, lit like Bic
SremmLife shit, bendin’ by 6
2 by 2, 4 by 4
SremmLife shit, don’t answer that door

Verse 1: Swae Lee
Neighbors keep knockin’, bitches keep watchin’
Hoes keep jockin’, but the money keep flockin’
They wishin’ we was floppin’, I can see it on their faces
I can point at different bitches and I bet they all from different places
Look at all this money, lit, lit, lit
SremmLife shit, pop a chair sit
Poppa bear shit, I’m so grown
Brand new car, I’m so on
Yeah nigga what, all my niggas rich
All my bitches rich too so you need a key to come visit
News life shit, test this cup
Test this cup, do it for us
Four eyed, damn, I’m twisted bad, I can feel it
Aquafina water, go ahead and pill it
Go ahead and pill it, do it if you dare
I just wanna lay it down and run my fingers right through her hair
Remove her underwear, lick, lick, lick
Lit sex yes, she show chest
Breathe in deep, geeked all week
Sunday night, Sunday fight
Argue, don’t wanna argue
How could you think that I would ever leave you?
I see right through you
Get money with the same crew
I fuck the same hoes like you
Switch ‘em out once a week, I’m cool
That’s mid, I’m cool
Midnight crew paint the Maserati midnight blue
Money pool, I’m ’bout to swim right through
Who are you?

Verse 2: Slim Jimmy
Who said they got that stanky loud? I wanna smell it
You say you run your fuckin’ town, I let you tell it
Who really run the underground? I wanna meet you
Already tryna bite the style, you know we see you
Before I let my whole hood down I’ll bring my team up
You say you run your fuckin’ town, we need to link up
I came from that dirty town, look how I clean up
I came from that dirty town, look how I clean up
Lick, lick like Jeeper’s Creepers, wild boy in a wife beater
Hoppin’ out of that two seater, doot doot, that’s a new Beamer
Bad bitches come see Jimmy, just might leave a tip with you
Lit, lit, might spend a ticket, see if these red bottoms fit you
I’m doin’ numbers, Sremm goin’ bonkers
Bands bustin’, better run for cover
Turnt up, I might run for governor
I need bottles here on the double
I need bitches here on the double
I need condoms here on the double
Rae Sremmurd, that’s double trouble

[Hook]

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