Guestlist

Who the young boy coming with the fresh shit?
Batter up
Next hit
Tatted up
Necklace
Just couple things I need off my checklist
Fuck up out my place
Like your name ain’t on the guestlist
Who the young boy coming with the fresh shit?
Batter up
Next hit
Tatted up
Necklace
Just couple things I need off my checklist
Fuck up out my place
Like your name ain’t on the guestlist
I just really had to say it to em
Lay the tomb out
For the losers
Using me
Is usually the day I lose it
Fuck the rules
From school I moved out
Thinking I could use a new route
Need a crib
With it a pool house
Hidden hills
Right next to Ye house
Got a gate
And it say «stay out»
Isn’t that the greatest payout?
Payback is a bitch
She lay out
On my balcony
You hate now
I go up
When it gets late out
She comes over
Then she lay down
Turn my house into a playground
All the homies wit me
Stayed down
All the haters
They get Sprayed down
Fuck with me
And catch a fade now
Chill out bro
My life is great now
You should go home
And just chill
I don’t really wanna kill
I would really never kill
But you know I said it still
Opposite of hella real
But I
Still fuck you up
If I have to
I really hope
That I don’t fucking have to
I’ll pick you up
And drop you
And like cut you in two halves dude
I really don’t
Think you wanna see me when I’m mad dude
I’ll turn this fucking place
Into Vietnam
Everybody against me
But i’m winning like the vietcong
Got the room spinning
Like a CD rom
I been drinking so much
I don’t think that imma see tomorrow
Ain’t a single scratch on me
But you look like I keyed your car
Who the young boy coming with the fresh shit?
Batter up
Next hit
Tatted up
Necklace
Just couple things I need off my checklist
Fuck up out my place
Like your name ain’t on the guestlist
Who the young boy coming with the fresh shit?
Batter up
Next hit
Tatted up
Necklace
Just couple things I need off my checklist
Fuck up out my place
Like your name ain’t on the guestlist
Nope
Your name ain’t on the list
I been whipping through the hills
Getting faded with your bitch
I’ll explain it when i’m rich
But right now I want the cake
And my fucking stomach rumbling
The 5th time that I ate
Some would say I’m eating great
But i’m wanting more
Young and hungry carnivore
Suck and fuck me on the floor
If you lucky
I’ll be yours
Wouldn’t really count on that
I be off the brown and fact
Crack the bottle down the hatch
Now i’m fucking faded
Like i’m walking out the barber shop
I been doing crazy shit
Neighbors tryna call the cops
I wanna be like Drake and shit
Buy their house and all the block
Can’t wait til' I make it bitch
That’s the point the party start
Yeah
That’s the point the party start
And this the anthem like it’s party rock…