Party In L.A.
We on the track boys
We made it
Yeah
Get it right
Shawty bad
She wanna book me for the night
Sorry girl, but I gotta catch my flight
Get your friends and take the Phantom, it's alright, yeah
We just landed in L.A
Gotta hop in the Wraith
You know where we heading straight
To the big estate
Bitch I'm never late
Open up the gate
Got no time to wait
Riding with my homies, Swerving through the highway
There's no competition baby, We're doing it my way
Don't you ever doubt it, You know that we're all about it
Always going at it, Don't make me pull out my automatic
Keep myself in check, Used to be a wreck
Had a lot of debt, Sharks on my neck
Now we packing racks, In the duffle bag
Sippin' champagne, In the private jet
Spray the magazine at the whole team
Their center fold spine cracked like an old seem
Shawty say she don't wanna fuck with a wannabe
So Don't mess with me, cuz I'm a fuckin' OG
Uh
Make this shit look easy, Wrist is looking breezy
You'll find me partying with models in bikinis
Cruising down the inner city baby
Get it right
Shawty bad
She wanna book me for the night
Sorry girl, but I gotta catch my flight
Get your friends and take the phantom, it's alright, yeah
We just landed in L.A
Gotta hop in the Wraith
You know where we heading straight
To the big estate
Bitch I'm never late
Open up the gate
Got no time to wait
Riding with my homies, Swerving through the highway
There's no competition baby, We're doing it my way
Don't you ever doubt it, You know that we're all about it
Always going at it, Don't make me pull out my automatic
Keep myself in check, Used to be a wreck
Had a lot of debt, Sharks on my neck
Now we packing racks, In the duffle bag
Sippin' champagne, In the private jet
I'm high as fuck right now
But we gon' go wild on this track baby
I'll body a beat yeah, before' I get bodied
It's Rocky and sloppy, I bang like a shotty
Nobody will stop me, I roll on the top beat
The album is the dropping, you slipping I'm mopping
Our music is popping, it never be flopping
You see what the opp bring, it won't be the hot thing
You pressed like a topping, no gift In your stocking
The door you be locking, the chain I be copping
Get it right
Shawty bad
She wanna book me for the night
Sorry girl, but I gotta catch my flight
Get your friends and take the Phantom, it's alright, yeah
We just landed in L.A
Gotta hop in the Wraith
You know where we heading straight
To the big estate
Bitch I'm never late
Open up the gate
Got no time to wait
Riding with my homies, Swerving through the highway
There's no competition baby, We're doing it my way
Don't you ever doubt it, You know that we're all about it
Always going at it, Don't make me pull out my automatic
Keep myself in check, Used to be a wreck
Had a lot of debt, Sharks on my neck
Now we packing racks, In the duffle bag
Sippin' champagne, In the private jet
