Party - BlocBoy JB

Yeah, yeah

Yeah yeah yeah

Geeked the fuck up in this party man

Only smokin' gas, no pills, no none of that shit dawg

You know what I’m talkin' about?

Y’all can take the pills and shit

You got the white girl on the molly over here on the horse

Ridin' that ho and shit

Like a rodeo and shit, you know what I’m sayin' man

Gon' get this dough and shit

Let’s get this motherfuckin' dough and spend a little P’s you know 'cause this

shit free man, you know what I’m sayin'?

BlocBoy JB, you digg

But I don’t give a fuck, you hear what I’m sayin'?

That nigga say that he blocking

I think that nigga is 'flauging (word)

Thirty-three shots out the carbon (yeah)

I let my Glock do the arguing (yeah yeah yeah yeah)

You want that beef, you a target (huh?)

Take your ass out like the garbage (that's on my mama)

My niggas gon' eat, that’s regardless

We draw them guns like an artist (rrrah)

We draw them guns like an artist (an artist)

We got them straps in the party (this party)

Fifty round drum hit a nigga in the lawn (rrrah)

He gon' collapse in this party (doon-doon-doon)

We make a trap in this party (yeah)

We givin' daps in this party (this party)

Twenty twenty nigga, bet ten to four (yeah)

We shootin' craps in this party (word)

Get street sweeped in the motherfuckin' party (party)

White girl boot up like we gettin' gnarly (gnarly)

Said she on the molly (molly)

I’ma let her ride me like a motherfuckin' Harley (Harley)

Last night they was hatin'

Throwin' bullets, soundin' like a Patriot (word)

Big dawg, call me Tom Brady (Tom Brady)

Fucking on a cougar and I think she 'bout eighty ('bout eighty)

Double-S-I, nigga that’s what pay me (what pay me)

We get a fee off that bitch

Baby girl think she a dog, might owe a flea to the bitch (yeah)

Put a leash on that bitch

Chris Brown, we wall to wall

It’s only me in this bitch (that's on my mama)

Earn my stripe, no referee in this bitch (woo)

Commit me, I’m first degree in this bitch (a murder)

Shoot a nigga like a three in this bitch (three)

Larry Bird, thirty-three in this bitch, it’s Bloc

That nigga say that he blocking

I think that nigga is 'flauging (word)

Thirty-three shots out the carbon (yeah)

I let my Glock do the arguing (yeah yeah yeah yeah)

You want that beef, you a target (huh?)

Take your ass out like the garbage (that's on my mama)

My niggas gon' eat, that’s regardless

We draw them guns like an artist (rrrah)

We draw them guns like an artist (an artist)

We got them straps in the party (this party)

Fifty round drum hit a nigga in the lawn (rrrah)

He gon' collapse in this party (doon-doon-doon)

We make a trap in this party (yeah)

We givin' daps in this party (this party)

Twenty twenty nigga, bet ten to four (yeah)

We shootin' craps in this party (word)