The Party

Aye it’s the weekend
I need that turn up
Ju, Damez
Yeah
I just wanna turn up
I just wanna good time
I just wanna drink and fucking lose my mind
I just wanna turn up
And you could use a good time
I know you wanna get high
We can go to cloud nine
Floatin', I’m twisted
My thoughts are kinda shifted
We ain’t even made it to the party yet
And these niggas still tryna get lifted, goddamn
I’m fucked up
Tonight you might luck up
Get a chance with Damez
And I just might fill yo cup up
Cuz I got plugs (in the party)
We can do drugs (in the party)
We in the zone (in the party)
My niggas gone (in the party)
We smokin' loud (in the party)
Yeah it’s a cloud (in the party)
We turnin' up (in the party)
We fuck shit up (in the party)
Man yall niggas ain’t turnt
It ain’t a party 'less Damez in it
Got the whole squad in the party nigga
And we ain’t playing no games in it
Got everybody turned up
Just like a fucking fiesta
And my plug kinda fucked up
So he might throw you a lil extra
Got a pocket full of bud, got a pocket full of xans
I’m tryna turn up, got a schedule full of plans
Got a cup full of lean
Tryna roll up the green
Man these niggas not seen
Once Damez hit the scene
Cause when I fall through it’s a wrap
When I walk in it’s an upgrade
I’m the flyest nigga on the map
I should have wings growing out my shoulder blades
Goddamn!
Look, I’m in the party
I’m turned up
Done popped a couple of them X pills
Shawty sitting right beside me
Say she tryna see how that feel
Feel nice, it’s good to her
Pass a dab of that molly to her
Next thing, she was high as fuck
Running around screaming hallelujah
Only toast cups with them dimes
Them ugly bitches be party poopers
You outchea with a bottle popper
Doing shit that you hardly doing
I’m Messiah baby, got all the ladies
Smoke good and pop the pussy
Said the after party at my crib
I ain’t buy it yet, yall niggas tripping
Cause I came to the club like «who's that there?»
Diamonds on my neck
Jewels on my ear
Wardrobe, fresh clothes
All the hoes gone stare
Flyest nigga in the city
It don’t jump if I ain’t there
Pretty with the women
Got a dime broad to kick it with
In the back sipping Cris
Dime broads, skinny chicks
Black Cadillac, black tech
Call it licorice
Shit, southern playa
Yo
These niggas said it was jumping
But I done forgot what done happened
And I had to feature Messiah
Cause you know my nigga be snapping
And me and my niggas we shut down the party
Like it’s a bad habit
And I like to talk all my shit because
I got the shit that can back it
I think that I am too hot for these niggas
You know they be hating
I’m bout to drop off my top on these niggas
You know I been waiting
And they imitating but we celebrating
Cause this is our year
So I just sit back
And I spark up the blunt as my top disappear
Nigga
I know you wanna get high
We can go to cloud nine
I know you wanna get high
We can go to cloud nine
I’m flossin' on these niggas
I’m flossin' without effort
Got a pocket full of money
Got some shooters for the pressure
Said I’m flossin' on these niggas
Got cameras on my ass
I think I think I’m the shit
Got some brown in my glass
Said I’m flossin' on these niggas
(Flossin', flossin', flossin', flossin')
Man I’m flossin' on these niggas
(Flossin', flossin', flossin', flossin')
I said I’m flossin' on these niggas
(Flossin', flossin', flossin', flossin')
Man I’m flossin' on these niggas
(Flossin', flossin', flossin', flossin') (x2)
This that
Midnight, midnight, midnight music
Midnight, midnight, midnight music (x4)