Let's Get Lit - Finding Novyon, Sonny Digital

Backin' right out the garage, aye

Runnin' I need a massage, aye

Workin' like I had a job, aye

Eatin' cause nigga I starve, aye

Minneapolis I’m wavey, killin' rappers on the daily

She took me back to her bedroom

Novyon gave her that leg room

That moment she gave me a head full

That she charged me up like a Red Bull

Wings, she gave me wings

I’m spittin' dope and collecting the fiends

I break it down then I roll up the tree

I got the sauce, what the fuck do you mean?

Aye, roll it up, let’s get lit (Damn, damn)

Like my backwoods exactly how I like my bitch, damn that’s thick

Aye, take a puff, take a hit (damn, damn)

I don’t chase 'em, but your hoe be on my dick (that's my thottie)

I got cups, I got drank (damn, damn)

Niggas stuntin' with no money in the bank, get your bands up Pullin' up,

quarter tank (damn, damn)

Blowin' loud hoe and the section stank, what you think?

I need a bitch who don’t talk back

Just give me head like a ball cap

Keenan and Kell bitch I’m «All That»

Young nigga changing the format

Don’t give no fuck if you hating, aye

Don’t got no time for no caking, aye

I’ve just been drinking and kegging, aye

I just got lost in the Matrix, damn

Please don’t get lost in the sauce bae

I still got work on my off day

She callin' me like a ball play

I got that heat like Picante

Woah, working my wrist

Working these tracks, then I’m working your bitch

Then she gets passed like a fucking assist

I keep that flame cause I really be lit

Aye, roll it up, let’s get lit (Damn, damn)

Like my backwoods exactly how I like my bitch, damn that’s thick

Aye, take a puff, take a hit (damn, damn)

I don’t chase 'em, but your hoe be on my dick (that's my thottie)

I got cups, I got drank (damn, damn)

Niggas stuntin' with no money in the bank, get your bands up Pullin' up,

quarter tank (damn, damn)

Blowin' loud hoe and the section stank, what you think?