(Montra)

(Oh my god)

Yeah, yeah

I'm in the party, you know I been countin' these bands today

Shawty been tellin' me that she in love wit' me but you know me, man, I cannot stay

I done been pourin' up tris and I'm rollin' a wood, feel like I'm outer space

She tryna fuck wit' me, but I can't do it again, bitch, you ain't gon' come to my place

You ain't gon' come to my place, yeah, you ain't gon' come to my

Please get out my face, yeah (Hangtime!)

Please get out my face, yeah

Please get out my face, huh

Get out my face, the weed don't help me think

I just like gettin' high, that's why I do not drink

Man, these boys, they be broke, they be sippin' on green

I can pour up that red, or that purp, or that pink

Yeah, I'm in the party, you know been countin' these bands

Know that I'm gettin' the cid from Marty, and I got diamonds all over my hands

And I got diamonds all over my ears too

That's the reason I can't hear you

Know you a hoe and that's why I had cheated, I just had to make it clear, boo, uh

Act like you love me, I know that you lyin, you said that you did

Know that shit fucked me up, even after all them bitches you ain't even know that I hit

Why they be talkin' that shit on the kid

Don't let my gang run up on your clique

Don't lemme run up on you wit' the stick

Man, the squad need a way to get high real quick, uh

I'm in the party, you know I been countin' these bands today

Shawty been tellin' me that she in love wit' me but you know me, man, I cannot stay

I done been pourin' up tris and I'm rollin' a wood, feel like I'm outer space

She tryna fuck wit' me, but I can't do it again, bitch, you ain't gon' come to my place

Yeah, I know that you hear this, I know that you gon' hear

I know that you hear this, I know that you gon' hear it

I know that you hear this, I know that you gon' hear it

I know you gon' hear it, I know, uh, yeah

I done held this bitch down for so long

Told her get out, but she still don't wanna put her clothes on

She better hop out before I get mad

I ain't her father but she call me dad

I know that my ex hella sad

And it's cool 'cause I'm rollin' with all my blatts

I got a bust-down AP, know that

She tryn' fuck, but I just let her blow that

I'm 'boutta pull up on you wit' the chrome bag

I had a homie, now he ain't my bro and

He turned to a bitch

He'll never get r!ch

I'm in the party, you know I been countin' these bands today

Shawty been tellin' me that she in love wit' me but you know me, man, I cannot stay

I done been pourin' up tris and I'm rollin' a wood, feel like I'm outer space

She tryna fuck wit' me, but I can't do it again, bitch, you ain't gon' come to my place, place