Its A Party

I'm fresh as hell like it's my last day
I just woke up and count the cash, bae
Fast-ass car, now everybody wanna race
I'm high on Mars, you can see it in my fuckin' face
I'm way too hard, please don't put me in no trash debates, uh
I just hit her from the back, you took her ass on dates, uh
It's not Ramadan and I'm eatin', I can't pass the plate, yeah
I shoot a hundred for a hundred, why would I pass the cake, nigga?

Oh, you flexed up? Yeah, watch how fast it take
No, you cannot catch up, your car got a trash intake
Porsche 911, whip that bitch like it's stolen
All these other niggas mad 'cause Lil O still chosen
Hold on, you better not curve there, your nigga start blowin'
And this bitch get on my nerves, told her, "Shut up and start blowin"
She went in my party and said, "What are your jeans, they Rick Owens?"
I count bands and spread bread, yeah, I'm already knowin'

Walk up with two pistols yeah, I'm clutchin', Max Payne
I fuck with my shooter 'cause he put in mad pain, hold on
Shout-out to my jeweler 'cause he made me mad chains, hold up
You can't sell out shows, they ain't screamin' your name, hold up
We sell out shows, we fuck hos, hold up
We count up rolls and we tag toes
I just made the lil' bitch b-, undi-undisclosed, yeah
And I'm with this lil' bitch, she playin' with her nose, yeah

It's a party, it's a party, it's a party, oh yeah
Off the X, don't stop me, don't start it (oh, yeah)
It's a party, it's a party, it's a party
Tell the hos, "Call me Lil O, bitch, don't call me Amari"
You eatin' nachos, we eatin' calamari
They some thot hos, they some thot hos, so they late to the party
But fuck it, that's okay, we got a cane to get gnarly
But fuck it, that's okay, we got all the cake to get gnarly

Ran out of racks so you rat cappin' in it
Pulled out the strap, I ain't callin' back, I just end it
I ain't think about the plane when I up the ante
Your giver my gang, who you think I'm takin'? Huh
What a shame, niggas lame, man, they always fakin', uh
Spent one-fifty for my neck and told your bitch to taste it
Told twin, "Go roll a QP up, and then we run the face", yeah
Don't brag about your life, we been did that, that shit so basic