7 Year Bitch: Get Lit lyrics
Get out of hand
Get under foot
Get to the square root
Put a word to a feelin
Let em know with whom theyre dealin
Dear elizabeth throw your fit
Yes you can talk or you can walk, you can walk away
You can stay and make em pay for you, feeling this way
Thrown out grow up I shot (grown up my child punch em out? ? )
He goes down on me with my (critique? ? ) youd mind quite a bit
Dear elizabeth throw a fit, makes me feel like Im lit
Get out of hand
Get under foot
Get to the square root
Put a word to a feelin
Let em know with whom theyre dealin
Faint talk after the song ends:
Thats what you told me to do!
No, dont do that crash, that sucks.
See, thats what you told me to do!
She looked at me and goes now...







