North Point - Pistol at the Party
Yeah, uh, I'm ready to goI woke up around four
'Bout three to four days before
Maybe more, huh
And it don’t matter either way
Still the most dope
And flyest motherfuckin' lookin’ corpse
On your front porch
I just give 'em bars
And keep they head bangin' like the day after
Do it all again like the Edge of Tomorrow
By the way friends call me Jay but I’m Lit to y’all
On the tip of my tongue it's napalm
It’s where they get it from
Yeah nobody grind as hard as us
Every day rising with a jaw full of sawdust
Everybody cool 'till that gun in the waist tucked
Suddenly raise up
Now we all fucking runnin' till we taste blood
Cool calm making moves dropping bombs
Grabbing gears we so clutch
I be smooth ask your moms
And you know who the Dons
Who you with give a fuck
North Point say what's up
Big dog on you pups bitch
Uh, yeah and safety first then team work you heard
Nobody move nobody gets hurt
I ain't here to take an L but it could be anybody
Partner makin' it a hobby now a pistol at the party
Yo say that again (There’s a pistol at the party)
What who where when (There’s a pistol at the party)
Everybody hit the floor (There’s a pistol at the party)
Uh oh there they go (Another pistol at the party)
Like woah (Pistol at the party)
Oh no (Pistol at the party)
Woah (Pistol at the party)
Mufucker hit the floor there's a pistol at the party
Hot enough to where you
Get a tan in the booth
I wanna t-up and you could go up
And it's a Tuesday
True wait I don't know if they dumb or insane
All I know is that's one hell of a smooth brain
You could meet me at the mall or you can jock my style
Set the stage, oh these niggas not my crowd
Not my problem that I'm unbothered
With what's unpolished
A king don't bow to not nobody
Ya'll don't want the spawn of this
You've lost your goddamn mind to think
I'd perpetuate this consciousness
Ya'll baby soft as shit
Callous up that soft skin
Already demonstrated
To all of ya'll what armor is
Fuck yo hype excuse my French
And fuck yo stylist
Bet that light skin fair one
Make you want to air sumn
They got discreet confused with geek
In the game, fist full of cheats
Yeah, safety first then team work you heard
Nobody move nobody gets hurt
I ain't here to take an L but it could be anybody
Wait, bang bang
Pistol at the party
Yo say that again (There’s a pistol at the party)
What who where when (There’s a pistol at the party)
Everybody hit the floor (There’s a pistol at the party)
Uh oh there they go (Another pistol at the party)
Like woah (Pistol at the party)
Oh no (Pistol at the party)
Woah (Pistol at the party)
Mufucker hit the floor there's a pistol at the party
Yo say that again (There’s a pistol at the party)
What who where when (There’s a pistol at the party)
Everybody hit the floor (There’s a pistol at the party)
Uh oh there they go (Another pistol at the party)
Like woah (Pistol at the party)
Oh no (Pistol at the party)
Woah (Pistol at the party)
Mufucker hit the floor there's a pistol at the
Yo say that again (There’s a pistol at the party)
What who where when (There’s a pistol at the party)
Everybody hit the floor (There’s a pistol at the party)
Uh oh there they go (Another pistol at the party)
Like woah (Pistol at the party)
Oh no (Pistol at the party)
Woah (Pistol at the party)
Mufucker hit the floor there's a pistol at the party
Written by:
Dylan Willett, Jeffrey Wilson
Publisher:
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