Wiseone8 - Git Lit Lyrics

First we gotta roll up the herb
Then we gotta get the shots of liquor
Third, tap a dab of shatter
Four, pour yourself a beer
Crack a cold one, then roll another one
Guna get drunk n have some fun
The Time has come, to turn it up
I'll do a lil dance, make a lil love
I'll drink a lil drink, do a couple drugs
To be completely, free of
My inhibitions, relieve my tensions
I just need a, good Vibration
Got more charm than a snake charma
With a 6 pack of abs, no fupa
Rockin' these purple suede Puma's
Smoking acapulco gold, like Montezuma

Let's all get a little Lit
Just for, The, f*ck of It
Just to go out n drink a bit
Cuz no one's getting any younger n' shit
So keep on, turnin' it up
The Music's never, loud enough
Like tough luck, We guna let it bump
F*ck a pussy ass, noise complaint bro
Ughh

I show up, Fashionably Late
Cross-faded, with a clean fade
Like where's the girls that don't gotta a date?
Cuz I stand out and I stay in shape
Everywhere I go, I get a double take
Be my bae n' I'll be ur beefcake
I can be, your, dance machine
You can be, my, dance routine
Simple as that, no questions asked
She said, "I thought, you'd never ask"
I never know how, long it'll last
But I'm always, up for the task
Man's gotta do what a man's gotta do
UPS, What can brown do for you?
I'll do, whatever you're into
Done it all before, deja vu

Let's all get a little Lit
Just for, The, f*ck of It
Just to go out n drink a bit
Cuz no one's getting any younger n' shit
So keep on, turnin' it up
The Music's never, loud enough
Like tough luck, We guna let it bump
F*ck a pussy ass, noise complaint bro
Ughh