Bring your friends up at the pad and we go bumpin’ at the party all night (At this party all night, ayy)
Grab a friend and break it down into the beat or to the stereo, high (To the stereo, to the stereo)
Bring your friends up at the pad and we go bumpin’ at the party all night (At this party all night, ayy)
Grab a friend and break it down into the beat or to the stereo, high (To the stereo)
To the stereo
Stereo, stereo, stereo, stereo, stereo, stereo
To the stereo, stereo, stereo, stereo, stereo, stereo, stereo, stereo, stereo
Ayy, I’ma wake up, I’m about to say somethin’
Three virgins on the track, except for God, he stay sus
OnlyFans, get advanced, deductin’ my paystub
Got these bands in my hands, b#tch, I’m ’boutta pay Yun, ayy
I’m in a band, sh#t, not a band kid, you a fan, b#tch
Callin’ Tyler, man, we puttin’ down advances
My h#rn# ramped, Prophet planned it, I’m the man, b#tch
Internet rap game, I f#ckin’ ran it, ayy
I gotta whole lotta b#tch, no “es” though
You f#ckin’ with that mix of our sh#t and techno
No dance so let’s go, my bands in escrow
A band I spent on her OnlyFans though
Didn’t even need the subscription
Yun Head, and Willy, b#tch go silly
This sh#t is gonna put us up two milli
That’s double the Wayne, double the pay, touring cities, yeah (Ayy, ayy, ayy, uh)
You been down bad and you been gettin’ worse
Yun on the beat so I ain’t finna curse
But you know me, man, I can’t keep my word
Kick a b#tch to the curb, steady curvin’ a bird
Woah, woah
Oh, there we go
Woah, woah (To the Stereo)
Oh, there we go
Bring your friends up at the pad and we go bumpin’ at the party all night (At this party all night, ayy)
Grab a friend and break it down into the beat or to the stereo, high (To the stereo, to the stereo)
Bring your friends up at the pad and we go bumpin’ at the party all night (At this party all night, ayy)
Grab a friend and break it down into the beat or to the stereo, high (To the stereo, to the stereo)
It’s the G-I-B-B-Y, man, I wouldn’t try
f#ckin’ on a b#tch out in Dubai, sh#t is live
I keep it one hundred, just like the emoji
All these b#tches try to approach me
b#tch, do not get too close to me
I-I-I-I used to work at Baskin Robbins
Five shifts every week, I forgot to clock in
Never made no money, now my album droppin’
When we drop new sh#t b#tch, you better be coppin’ (Ayy, ayy)
Me and Gibby off the bubbly
Said if the b#tch bad, she can come and f#ck with me
I knew 1-2 hoes, but it’s up to 3
The whole game take notes, Light Yagami, don’t bother me
Met her at a Jollibee
When I took her home, she started singin’ harmonies
And Kapow walk around like a ph#rm#cy
Said Kapow walk around like a ph#rm#cy, woo
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