No Reason
Yeah, party with the crew
That's how I like to move, yeah
All my girls are comin' through
Twenty deep up in the room, oh, yeah
Squat down on the snap with me, yeah
All the ones who trapped with me, yeah
We can never go nowhere without acting a fool
I, I, I know that we gon' make a party out of any situation
I, I, I'ma hit the group chat, gonna drop the location
Speeding on the way to nowhere
Always feel like the weekend
Growing up and we don't care
We be lit, no reason
I, I, I, I, I, we be lit, no reason
I, I, I, I, I, we be lit, no reason
Ayy, lit for no reason
You might just catch me dancing on the ceiling
I get the feeling even with pictures no one would believe it, yeah
Going up on a Thursday
Everyday feel like a birthday
Pass the aux, I'm the DJ
Going hard never looked so easy
What time is it, time to get lit
If your record don't slap, then your record get skipped
You could go watch my live and see what you missed
'Cause we turn it up with a flick of the wrist, oh
Speeding on the way to nowhere
Always feel like the weekend
Growing up and we don't care (we don't care)
We be lit, no reason
I, I, I, I, I, we be lit, no reason
I, I, I, I, I, we be lit, no reason
Mmm, oh, yeah
We be lit, no reason
Yeah, we be lit, no reason
That's how I like to move, yeah
All my girls are comin' through
Twenty deep up in the room, oh, yeah
Squat down on the snap with me, yeah
All the ones who trapped with me, yeah
We can never go nowhere without acting a fool
I, I, I know that we gon' make a party out of any situation
I, I, I'ma hit the group chat, gonna drop the location
Speeding on the way to nowhere
Always feel like the weekend
Growing up and we don't care
We be lit, no reason
I, I, I, I, I, we be lit, no reason
I, I, I, I, I, we be lit, no reason
Ayy, lit for no reason
You might just catch me dancing on the ceiling
I get the feeling even with pictures no one would believe it, yeah
Going up on a Thursday
Everyday feel like a birthday
Pass the aux, I'm the DJ
Going hard never looked so easy
What time is it, time to get lit
If your record don't slap, then your record get skipped
You could go watch my live and see what you missed
'Cause we turn it up with a flick of the wrist, oh
Speeding on the way to nowhere
Always feel like the weekend
Growing up and we don't care (we don't care)
We be lit, no reason
I, I, I, I, I, we be lit, no reason
I, I, I, I, I, we be lit, no reason
Mmm, oh, yeah
We be lit, no reason
Yeah, we be lit, no reason
Credits
Writer(s): Lloyd James Neal, Dean Hughes, Lee Chambers
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