Lit (feat. Tkay)
Get me lit
Lit, lit, lit, lit
I'm turnt
Turnt, turnt, turnt, turnt
Get me lit
Lit, lit, lit, lit
I'm turnt
Turnt, turnt, turnt, turnt
Tryna pull up to a motive
Heavy on the evil potion
When we pull up, gotta pull up in drip
The cleanest fits
That's what the ladies notice
Always loyal to my barber
Clipper got me looking sharper
Got me feeling like Obama
Got the power like a switch
Get me lit, get me lit
Shawty staring
She looks good in what she wearing
Got a nigga moving careless
But, but
I'm the only nigga daring
My name is Majors
I got sauce, got the flavours
Always on your local radar
Never pays to be haters
Never pays to be haters
Get me lit
Lit, lit, lit, lit
I'm turnt
Turnt, turnt, turnt, turnt
Get me lit
Lit, lit, lit, lit
I'm turnt
Turnt, turnt, turnt, turnt
Gyalie on me and she wan' get lit
The bad b wanna hold this dick
She wan' go low, she like the kid
Show you how my members live
In the motive where the ting get litty
Bad b saying baby pick me
Big man out here moving like pickney
Nitties cat for the food like Whitney
Tap this wap 'cause my finger itchy
5 on trainers, 8 on blicky
Talk shit now his drip turn drippy
In the bando with my bro bro whippy
Distracted so the food got burnt
Gyalie on me so I'm feeling turnt
Can't fuck with the kid, that's lesson learnt
That's lesson learnt
Get me lit
Lit, lit, lit, lit
I'm turnt
Turnt, turnt, turnt, turnt
Get me lit
Lit, lit, lit, lit
I'm turnt
Turnt, turnt, turnt, turnt
I be blowing out her back in the evening
You're in her messages squealing
She ain't opened it for hours
You gotta lowe it
We been vibing in the shower
Baddie's got more than an arse
We be chilling in the yard
The neck was long like a giraffe
I had to sit back and breathe
Eh, she really took my soul
Dad was a man, provider
Only do it as a rider
When it's beef I'm a glider
I don't do guns, but someone gets bun
My bro will pull up with the fryer
I just hustle on my j's
I just hustle everyday
I just hustle for the pay
I just hustle, I just hustle
There's really nothing else to say
Get me lit
Lit, lit, lit, lit
I'm turnt
Turnt, turnt, turnt, turnt
Get me lit
Lit, lit, lit, lit
I'm turnt
Turnt, turnt, turnt, turnt
Lit, lit, lit, lit
I'm turnt
Turnt, turnt, turnt, turnt
Get me lit
Lit, lit, lit, lit
I'm turnt
Turnt, turnt, turnt, turnt
Tryna pull up to a motive
Heavy on the evil potion
When we pull up, gotta pull up in drip
The cleanest fits
That's what the ladies notice
Always loyal to my barber
Clipper got me looking sharper
Got me feeling like Obama
Got the power like a switch
Get me lit, get me lit
Shawty staring
She looks good in what she wearing
Got a nigga moving careless
But, but
I'm the only nigga daring
My name is Majors
I got sauce, got the flavours
Always on your local radar
Never pays to be haters
Never pays to be haters
Get me lit
Lit, lit, lit, lit
I'm turnt
Turnt, turnt, turnt, turnt
Get me lit
Lit, lit, lit, lit
I'm turnt
Turnt, turnt, turnt, turnt
Gyalie on me and she wan' get lit
The bad b wanna hold this dick
She wan' go low, she like the kid
Show you how my members live
In the motive where the ting get litty
Bad b saying baby pick me
Big man out here moving like pickney
Nitties cat for the food like Whitney
Tap this wap 'cause my finger itchy
5 on trainers, 8 on blicky
Talk shit now his drip turn drippy
In the bando with my bro bro whippy
Distracted so the food got burnt
Gyalie on me so I'm feeling turnt
Can't fuck with the kid, that's lesson learnt
That's lesson learnt
Get me lit
Lit, lit, lit, lit
I'm turnt
Turnt, turnt, turnt, turnt
Get me lit
Lit, lit, lit, lit
I'm turnt
Turnt, turnt, turnt, turnt
I be blowing out her back in the evening
You're in her messages squealing
She ain't opened it for hours
You gotta lowe it
We been vibing in the shower
Baddie's got more than an arse
We be chilling in the yard
The neck was long like a giraffe
I had to sit back and breathe
Eh, she really took my soul
Dad was a man, provider
Only do it as a rider
When it's beef I'm a glider
I don't do guns, but someone gets bun
My bro will pull up with the fryer
I just hustle on my j's
I just hustle everyday
I just hustle for the pay
I just hustle, I just hustle
There's really nothing else to say
Get me lit
Lit, lit, lit, lit
I'm turnt
Turnt, turnt, turnt, turnt
Get me lit
Lit, lit, lit, lit
I'm turnt
Turnt, turnt, turnt, turnt
Credits
Writer(s): Chidera Nnaemeka
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