Lit (feat. J Cole & K-Quick) [Bonus Track]

Do you still believe in love

Or do you like drugs

Ran into a night owl rollin' White Owls

Girl, it's been awhile since I hit a White Owl

I'm with it though, she a centerfold

Big ol' blunt look like tentacles

She strip in Europe, Interpol

Don't remember her in her clothes

I fucked her friend, damn, they was close

Let's reunite, let's get 'em close

Hit 'em twice in a row, hit a flight, and I'm ghost

That's the last time I seen her though

She be gettin' too eager, ho

Stamp it like it's my visa

Chiefin' off of these berries

When the world gets heavy and it hurts to carry

I'm her midnight mercenary, fiend

It's lit

Feel the buzz

That's a half

Shit it was

It's lit

Feel the buzz

It's lit

Feel the buzz

She take me to a place that I never would discover

Might never have another, so I had to fuck her

Reach into my pockets, damn, I ain't got a rubber

See my **** Ron, like L. Ron Hubbard, he be outer space

Say he got a case of straps at the back of the hotel cupboard

Room 508, check by the safe

She said, boy, you got it made, do you got a cape?

I ain't with the games ma, do I gotta wait?

I'm quite impatient, intoxication got me feelin' like procreating

Girl, I'm the baker, you surely caking

Stand back, catch my amazing graces

Photo finish and fornication

Photo finish and fornication

Fiend

It's lit

Feel the buzz

That's a half

Shit it was

It's lit

Feel the buzz

It's lit

Feel the buzz

Feel the buzz

Can you feel the buzz

Feel the buzz

Do you believe in love

What's your drug

What's your drug

Take it all the way from the beginning

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Now comes the question of which intro do you use

Do you use this intro or the other intro I was talkin' on?

But, then that let's people know I had more than one take

So maybe we should just not use this and use the other intro

So people would think I just took it straight through

Yeah, let's do that

You'd be surprised how many truths you can hide in flows

I'm listenin' to this beat with my eyelids closed

Thoughts keep flashin' and I keep laughin'

I never thought that I would fuck Irish hoes

Maybe Asian bitches or Caucasian bitches

Remember when I got to New York, I was lost

Because all I ever saw was Jamaican bitches

I ain't barely know what Jamrock was

Lil' country ****, god damn, I was

To you **** talkin' online, until you make it this high

Then you could never understand this buzz, well

Maybe if you put yourself in the shoes

Of a **** comin' straight out the south

No gold grill just a east coast feel

And a set of crooked teeth in his mouth

Make them hoes bounce, that can't get enough

**** say I made it I ain't make it enough

Man, hang that ****, you a real lame ass ****

If you ain't got my tape in your truck

Cole, um world don't you forget that

I think I lost my mind 'round the same time I lost my six pack

But no sit ups for me, long as my dick still get up for me

Long as a hoe still give up for me

She usually charge, but she get us for free

Woah, that's TMI, lil' something like TMZ

Scared of the days you'll be seeing me

'Cause my girl do not play, coach DNP

That's something for the hoop fans

Just copped her a coupe man

No drop top but a slot on the roof that can slide out

And get a little sun while you ride out

Said on the beat let me vibe out

We was 15 with a ASR up in my house

Writin' rhymes out, momma made it happen

Could have been a lawyer but I made it rappin'

He made it rappin'

Now at the shows he the main attraction

Another shot of Henny so I'm faded askin'

How long do this drug called fame be lastin'

It's lit

Feel the buzz

Another shot of Henny so I'm faded askin'

How long do this drug called fame be lastin'

That's deep

Feel the buzz

It's lit

Feel the buzz

Feel the buzz