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just me and some friends (What up)
Pour me up a shot, we gon' be lit by 10
(Litty) bitches wanna kick it
I don't wanna be friends (No)
Talkin' out her ra

me with them Ratchets That's
What I be attracted to
Throw a fuckin' party and we
Crashin' it like Bandicoot damn, I'm the man
All I hear is fucking

will your tasks be done
With a heart and a gun and a belly full of rum
By Neptune’s salty barnacles your faces are so glum
No beer not one our booze is

it
Everyday is a
Cash out
Never slacked
Never kissed ass,
Always fresh out
Getting to the
Top of charts
That's my dream
Side by side
With role models

had
Man but fuck it, you walkin in the wrong path
You know the half
I put a whooping on a nigga's ass
Give me a minute, fuck a second
I lick a shot

make a nigga take time and pause
Yo, In the party lemme get down
Shit gets popping, all my Niggas get down
Go round there everybody get down
I never eat

shooting first
You was right, I was wrong, Lil Uzi Vert
Say you a demon
I'm just tryna see you Lucifer
Fuck 12, I don't wanna be by your Honor
Talking all

feeling, another round for the team then couple of shots with no chasers
Steaming
Coke is a demon of mine it's the demon that's always be feeding me lines

It's a party going on in Atlanta
Stevie J nigga what it is
It's some bad bitches here tonight
Look at the ice look like scroll lights

Order up some

crazy Who got me a plaque
I still remember before they had shot up the party that most of them niggas was wack
Still graduated and got me a stack
I beat

She's beautiful

It's clear
I've thought things that have sealed my fate
To think in the first place is folly
By the time it's been done, it's too late

throttle to hunt it on a dashboard
I keep tryna tell myself that I'll be better by tomorrow
But I'm stuck in my sorrow, this ain't what I asked for

Pop

a lil' nigga, what is you gon' do
What do you, what do you need, huh
Man, when we pop out to party, I'm with the gang
It's gon' be a robbery, so take your

of Fenty
You want party drugs? I got plenty
If it ain't a beat by Festy
You won't hear my verse did you get me
음악으로 못 벌어 그 새낀
그 새낀 우리 껄 따라 베낌
나처럼 못해

finna shoot up Texaco
76 dual .57, break the glass up off the door
Oh I heard they slid on gang, it's get back gang, shot five by bro
Oh I heard my

always something over do
People chucked rocks when they heard me
Laughed nervously
Took shots
Curved me
Whispered
Meangirly
But I don't give a fuck cause

“HERE  COMES THE WHISKEY”
WRITTEN BY CAROL J. STYRON

INTRO:  EM (GUITAR DOWNWARD GLISSANDRO)  
VERSE 1:  
WE ALWAYS START OFF GREAT, HAVING

some people would get offended 
By self development book stories  saying they bragging
I'm highering my standards fuck the rules 
Shots fired born

or leave me alone"
"Can't believe you're burning daylight just to sit on a throne"
Taking shots by the fireplace, man, I'm not even home
Had to skip town,

got the patience just to keep up with yo-? stop
Do you want the name that I got given by my pops?
For the record, that record just wasn't hot
Off

Lisence 
I ain't like dem 
I don't  like them 

You ain't gonna get  saved by the sirens 
We ain't gonna street  fight m bison 

know say my gun incisive

Wait, who in the fuck do you think you are steppin' to?
Came by myself, with a fully loaded weapon too
30 round clip, my choice of fuckin' avenue (Wait)

tryna go hunting (hunting)
He seen the Shiesty and he started running (runner)
This ain’t a party if I don’t bring in the gun in
She in the hotel in

bullsh*t it's over
Ugh 
And the Charlie got you Hardy dippin' fingers at a party
Slingin pingas 
Snippin Yandi
Huh
And here we are 
Ya caught me by the bar
I