Straight To The Party

My buddy, my buddy, my buddy, my buddy Where ever I go, he goes My buddy, my buddy, my buddy, my buddy My buddy and me Straight to the party, I f*ck it up I get the bag, I flip it and run it up Your bitch a thot, She wan f*ck with us Breaking her back For the camera, She f*ck it up They tryna down me, I'm comin up I need the money, My whip it ain't quick enough Throwin no hands, I'm buckin up Shoutout my label, That's me, and I'm comin up Off the molly i'm a beast I f*ck hoes like 2 a piece And she told me that she fell in love I hope its not with me Tryna date, that's not my vibe F*ck that bitch want me to cum inside Got to keep it on me Just in case they tryna slide If you talkin' on my name I put you on Dateline, fasho If I have it, imma use it F*ck you think I tote it for And I love it when my Hampton ting Go down and give me dome Free young JRSE out that penn Gon' be 10 years till he come home In a city full of crips, Imma still be brackin' B's In a city full of thots Least one of them on they knees, uh I stay with that glock f*ck the opps and the police F*ck the judge, and the crown, objectify to my release Straight to the party, I f*ck it up I get the bag, I flip it and run it up Your bitch a thot, She wan f*ck with us Breaking her back For the camera, She f*ck it up They tryna down me, I'm comin up I need the money, My whip it ain't quick enough Throwin no hands, I'm buckin up Shoutout my label, That's me, and I'm comin up Straight to the party, I f*ck it up I get the bag, I flip it and run it up Your bitch a thot, She wan f*ck with us Breaking her back For the camera, She f*ck it up They tryna down me, I'm comin up I need the money, My whip it ain't quick enough Throwin no hands, I'm buckin up Shoutout my label, That's me, and I'm comin up