fucc da party up Lyrics

Blew that bag on myself because I was selfish (Yee)

Ain't no job gon' give me that money but that mail is, yeah

We know if you was in that jam boy you would be telling (Yee, bee)

Why you talking shit you ain't even got no talent (Bee, bee)

Bitch wan' pull up on me, I'm finally toss her salad

I'm finally pull up on chase bank then go check my balance (Gleek)

I be really on the meds I popped a downer (Nigga, like sheesh)

My bitch don't like broke boys you can't come around her, yeah

I just popped me an Addy or (Three)

She think she fuckin' with (Me)

Can't do that now I know Shawty a (Trish)

Different dimension like Narnia (Bee)

I'm in the club fuck the party up (Yee)

On the molly I'm fuckin' this molly up (Molly)

Nigga came from the dirt, Somalia (Yeah)

I be blowing on Thrax little nigga every day don't know 'bout you ('Bout you)

Walk through the motherfucking club I don't got one gun I got two (Nigga got two of 'em)

Your bitch seen me in the party she trying to suck on the dick for the jewels

Yeah nigga fuck the rules

You ain't about it so little nigga move (Yeah)

You can get swept like a broom (Broom)

Whenever I be on the shrooms (Err)

Everything spinning including the room (Including the room)

But that's the whole time I feel cool

Diamonds they wet and they sit like a pool (Yeah)

Try me turn that boy to a fool (Err)

Big ass chopper gon' eat him like food

Blew that bag on myself because I was selfish (Yee)

Ain't no job gon' give me that money but that mail is, yeah

We know if you was in that jam boy you would be telling (Yee, bee)

Why you talking shit you ain't even got no talent (Bee, bee)

Bitch wan' pull up on me, I'm finally toss her salad

I'm finally pull up on chase bank then go check my balance (Gleek)

I be really on the meds I popped a downer (Nigga, like sheesh)

My bitch don't like broke boys you can't come around her, yeah