House Party

Late night recording session
Murdered a track I’m talking all aggression
Just some shit that the best’ll do
But I got done quicker than I expected to
On IG peepin this down south shawty
And people keep taggin me in this house party
Chocolate joint I went to college with her
Now that I think about it I probably hit her
Yall know I be on my toes
House party I’m like eghh be iffy on those
Got the address it’s only like 20 minutes from my block
And I’m done with my work so fuck it Holla why not
I pull up
Shit was rockin I mean poppin
I guess it’s the same lil crowd from bikini boxin
Hoes everywhere it was bitches galore
Left and right man I couldn’t even get to the door
I stepped in a girl gon yell oh yea that’s that n*gga
Hatin ass dude gon say that wack n*gga
Somebody approached me like you that rap n*gga
I’m like hitman blood to be exact n*gga
All I’m seeing is scrappy hoods
Man I look like fresh meat to a pack of wolves
Somebody gon whisper we should take him out
I’m thinking to myself boy I made it in I’m gon make it out
That was enough for me to ring the alarm
Reached for my phone some girl came and reached for my arm
Turnt around like wassup she like hey what that mouth do
I’m like what she said I’m just playin but you hella cute
You remember me you know Tiff that’s who I met you through
I’m like you got that lil pink whip I figure that was you
But wait a minute, I don’t mean to be rude
But all eyes on me these n*ggas think tha I’m fooled
They think I’m probably light work they gon get a surprise
But it’s more jealousy I can see in they eyes
They like 25 deep I’m just peepin they guys
It’s just me and the 30 but that even the odds yea
Lil situation about to pop off
But shit Imma handle it like I’m hot sauce
They jumpin around like they gon pop off
I got nervous panicked and let some shots off
Women start screamin (Yo what’s was that for)
N*ggas in here plottin bitch open this backdoor
Meanwhile I’m goin back and forth with this whore
I’m yellin don’t nobody move keep yall ass on the floor
And her pops walk down he was holdin a chrome
I’m like ion want no drama I’m just tryna get home
He aimed at me and called me a punk, I’m like chill pops
Grabbed his daughter right by her neck don’t ger her killed pops
I ain’t jokin' I’m for real pops
I’m nice with the shot ion mind showin' my skills pops
So we havin' a standoff
Somebody tried to move I said reach I’ll blow ya hand off
Somebody tossed me the keys, oh I’m sprayin' off
They did I unlocked the door than I ran off
Somebody pulled up I’m like you put yall hands up
What yall comin' man fuck it I shot they van up
I’m feelin' real good I just got me a win
Warning shots at the crib like don’t try me again
Then I jumped in the whip n the pedal I start smashin'
Called my right hand let him know what’s just happened
I’m explainin' the story you know I’m rappin'
Shivers all good we just laughin'
I stopped the car and look back and realized they followed me home,
man I’m lackin'
(Damn, Fuck. How many bullets I got left man
Fuck that I gotta load up)