M33ch - No Party Shit
I do not wanna party with you manWhy do you keep on callin' my phone man
Man alright man
No I can't go next door cuz I ain't with that party shit
Big glock nineteen with a coolin' kit that bitch came with a starter kit
Might slide on the opps and flip the whip them tips fuck up they arteries
Coolin' with my bruddas we fuckin' on bad bitches they slim like cardi b
Huh
No niggas ain't bargin' me
Shawty flew to cali to get a bbl she on her barbie shit
You could throw 3 in the club I bet that he could get the party lit
Shawty want a CC bag she want me to dip her in that marni shit
Hit her off a percocet and now this bitch be quick to take a molly quick
Tryna get on now
Tryna feed the streets
Hmm roddy ricch
He in my DMs cryin' bout a bitch don't know her but I prolly hit
Don't give a fuck how we gone get it my niggas gone die lit on that carti shit
Now my niggas gettin' bag in catch us in traffic
Throw me on the beat the nigga get tucked B Rabbit
Gotta hit me on the whatsapp textin' on a table
Know my ex bitch mad cuz she see me with a bad bitch
Gave her three months of my time and now she braggin'
Old bitches they don't know how to leave me in past tense
Put a switch on the back know we got them gadgets
Had to leave that chick and now she can't stand in
And I still can't wife no bitch yeah i'm still damaged
Gotta keep a 40 on my waist I panic
Tried to fix my heart it was like she used a band aid
Can't back her tracks now she goin' on a rampage
Tryna call a nigga weird knowin' that's theoretic
Richard mille plain jane left wrist patek
Poppin' these percs like I got a headache
Know a couple niggas that be shooting on mayday
Shawty tryna say she love me but no she can't be apart of me
Sippin' on lean til' my stomach get bubbly then I go hop in the booth and go start a hit
Niggas be fakin' like they really fuck with me they in between that's sorry shit
These bitches be tryna get all in my face no I don't really wanna party with you
Shawty switchin' up her ways now remember I could hardly get you
Prolly cuz i'm gettin' cake now flexin' and steppin' on all these niggas
They know they gone see me wraith now flexin' countin' all these benjis
I'm just waitin' on more niggas to hate now cuz I know that we all gone get it
We all gone get it
Yeah I know that we all gone get it
Yeah I know that we all gone get it
Yeah I know that we all gone
No I can't go next door cuz I ain't with that party shit
Big glock 19 with a coolin' kit that bitch came with a starter kit
Might slide on the opps and flip the whip them tips fuck up they arteries
Coolin' with my bruddas we fuckin' on bad bitches they slim like cardi b
Huh
No niggas ain't bargin' me
Shawty flew to cali to get a bbl she on her barbie shit
You could throw 3 in the club I bet that he could get the party lit
Shawty want a CC bag she want me to dip her in that marni shit
Why this bitch keep blowin' my phone up boa you knowin' that I hardly hit
Steady thuggin' with my niggas know we pulled up with bout forty sticks
Shawty famous on the gram but IRL she just a corny bitch
Now that I got paper all these bitches be some horny chicks
Boy you could try to slide if you want
Know my niggas keep them chops in the trunk
Left the pistol in the crib so now I gotta slide with the pump
'Member I was rockin' rockawear now I'm in vlone
Shawty tryna throw it back cuz she a thot off patron
Shoot the clip until it's empty really slide for my bros
And it ain't no need for no surgery put five to his dome
Nigga keep sayin' that I'm hidin' I'm outside with that chrome
Shawty don't care about herself that ain't no thot I might bone
Hangin' out with them steels
Boy you knowin' that he'll get peeled
Have em duckin' all inside the whip and no this ain't no drill
If niggas ain't talkin' bout no paper you know I ain't signing no deal
Nigga keep gettin' out his body I might smack em like I'm will
Every beat I get on you know that them niggas gone have them chills
I can't buy no bitch no ring might fuck around and cop a grill
Girl I'm really from that gutter how you gone tell me how to feel
I ain't never been no athlete but I was always on that field
Know my niggas get to slidin' throwin' them bullets like Justin Fields
Say that it ain't good for my health because I'm steady poppin' these pills
Smoke out my brain but it can't help prolly cuz my heart it can't heal
Can't do that party shit no more cuz if he play he gone get
Written by:
Ametriyus Thomas
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