Letra de Party
(And the winner is PlaqueBoyMax)
Woah (Oh my God)
Woah, woah (YSL)
Slatt, oh my God
I'm just here, oh my God (Woah)

I'm steppin' on shit, I've been spazzin' (Spaz)
I can't live without fire, I'm a dragon (I'm a dragon)
So much bands in my pants, they draggin' (Drag)
Talk online, you get turned to a caption (Woah, woah, woah; caption)
Got a team full of hoes, I'm the captain (Yeah)
Bitch, I'm on the Southside, what's happenin'? (Woo)
I don't even really rap, I'm just braggin' (Brag)
Kick the ho out, I done already had it (Had it, woah)
Take my shirt off, I'm flexin' my muscle (Woah)
Let his ass take a look through the muzzle
I just switched on my hoes, I'm the shuffle
Put the racks in that JPG duffel
If you one of my slimes, I love you (I lovе you)
I don't try to outshine my brothers (No)
Set thе play up, we stuck in the huddle (Huddle)
I can't lay up, I don't wanna cuddle (Woo)
Yeah, my neck is a boulder, my wrist is a boulder
I feel like Lil Uzi, I'm hittin' my shoulders
My money got younger, but I'm gettin' older
Can't keep up with me, it ain't nobody holdin' me
Nobody cold as me (Woah)
7.62s, I'ma shoot, make my shoulder lean
She suck it good, yeah, it's givin' me dopamine (Woah)
Shawty in love with me, she can't get over me
I'm with my guys, yeah, I'm poppin' it overly

Huh, so much drugs in the bag, I got the hood on smash (I got the hood on smash)
So many sticks in the bag, nigga, we ready to crash (Yeah, we ready to crash)
Shawty face so pretty, she don't even need no ass (She don't even need no ass)
See through all these niggas just like window glass (I see through them niggas)
I take a pill, now I'm seeing double
Fuck shit, leave quick, no, I can't cuddle
Draco loud so I went and got a muzzle (Brr)
I cannot beef with no bitch, I go put a bag on your brother (I put a bag)
This bitch expensive as shit, you gotta buy Celine just to touch her (Woo)

They gotta let my brother in 'cause he got that cutter (Wow), hold up
I got a brand new bitch and, yeah, she mean, but I love her (I love)
I got him mad at his bitch 'cause lil' Steve came and fucked her (Oh yeah)
New crib, this shit got unlimited weed and a butler (Wow)
My brother been locked in on Cleveland Avenue
You my bitch, buy you a bag, show my gratitude (Yeah, yeah)
She like, "I don't wanna talk, boy, I'm mad at you"
I tell her, "Give up top, fix the attitude"
I fuck with shawty, we hittin' it off
She fuck with me, 'cause I'm gettin' it in
Brand new ho, she Eritrean
Lovin' her face and that ass is a ten
Call of Duty stick, button on that back of that Gen', I know they ain't lettin' me in
Shawty, I'm on molly, tryna come fuck with sand tan, I might have to let her in (Yeah, yeah)
YVL party, shawty, come bring your friends, bring the whole gang in
I was so punked, piercings inside of my face, tattoos on my skin (Yeah, yeah)