Tekst Utworu

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
Writer(s): Lloyd James Neal, Dean Hughes, Lee Chambers Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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