Lit Like This

[Intro]
Yeah
Whole place jumpin' (woah)
Hands up
We lit like—
[Chorus]
Lit like this, can't fake that (yeah)
Whole squad up, better shake that (shake that)
Bass so dumb, make you hate that
But you still drop low when it bang back (bang back)
Lit like this, can't fake that
Wrist on flash, let it rain back
Talk that talk, we gon' take that
Whole club turnt up when it bang back
[Verse 1]
Step in, smell like new cash
Two-step smooth, let the beat splash
Phone on red, I don't call back
Too much drip, need a mop for the floor mats
Shorty in the front with the wild hips
Friends on the side doin' side kicks
DJ run it back like a side quest
Whole room goin' off on some live ish (yeah)
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Big moves, whole night, no breaks
Vibe so strong make the floor shake
Bottles in the air like a court case
Everybody tryna get a short taste (uh)
Left, right, swing with it
Little bit of flex, put a ring in it
Say it too loud, put a spin in it
Every last hater gotta sit with it (sit down)
[Bridge]
Hands up high, let 'em stay there (stay)
Drop that low, bring the wave here (wave)
If you ain't lit, what you came for?
If you ain't lit, what you came for? (huh)
[Chorus]

rap, High-energy club trap banger with hard-hitting 808s, stuttering hi-hats, and bright synth leads. Male vocals, confident and playful. Verses ride a bouncy pocket with space for ad-libs; hook explodes with gang vocals and rising FX. Arrangement keeps a steady floor-ready groove, with a brief minimalist bridge before the final chorus drop., hip hop