party/rage - freshy dageneral lyrics
party
[chorus]
look, she with freshyg, she about to get right
hand me that cup, that henny, no ice
we comin’ to party, we comin’ with pipes
ain’t comin’ to argue, ain’t comin’ to fight
one wrong move, then we takin’ your life
you got one do wrong, so you better do right
got billy jean, i’ma stuff these mics
lil’ b*tch, we dance, don’t step in these whites
[verse]
a party in the bottom, gon’ hit surprise, shorty wasted
tryna back it on me, tryna shake it, she throw it at me, i’ma take it, bah
look, said you down to what? f*ck n*gga, why you lie?
then you said it with all of that pride
tellin’ charm, look me dead in my eyes
you ain’t gang, boy, you ain’t one of mine
look, bro on the left side speedin’
she know that she ridin’ with demons
when my song come on, she screamin’
try to touch my pant, she fiendin’, huh
look, slide, what? infrared beams on the side, glah
dead rights, attached to the nine
six shots try to rip a n*gga spine, glah
he runnin’, so they comin’ from behind
we ain’t play if he touch one of mine
on bro, we ain’t lettin’ that slide
couple gs in the v and we masked up
boy, you heard them shots, call backup, glah
got paco with me, don’t act tough
try to run, he tear your whole back up
[chorus]
she with freshyg, she about to get right
hand me that cup, that henny, no ice
we comin’ to party, we comin’ with pipes
ain’t comin’ to argue, ain’t comin’ to fight
one wrong move, then we takin’ your life
you got one do wrong, so you better do right
got billy jean, i’ma stuff these mics
lil’ b*tch, we dance, don’t step in these whites, glah
rage
[intro]
yeah, yeah, hold on, enough is enough
[verse]
talkin’ hot, let a flame make him dust
that wess, that gat, it chop at the bus, glah
could’ve been one in that casket
lucky sh*t jam when bro tried to blast it
big knocker, fit in my jacket, glah
look at my face, i ain’t laughin’
these can’t and we fastin’, glah
seen a cop, so we slow it down
they still on our ass, so it’s over now
had to dig in, skrrt, motor sound, tryna get bent the whitney
told her, “baby, i only drink henny”
enough of that talkin’, i’m already tipsy
girl, just come in the room and get with me
when done, she gon’ kick me a sitty
need a rustle, we call up siddy, glah
50 a opp, so we showin’ no pity
what? he gettin’ smoked like a chimney
why the whole ‘net givin’ nod like he ricky?
do we have to dig that sh*t?
when we aim, we don’t miss that b*tch
got my n*gga, suck my d*ck
what you hear in my voice is adrenaline
you can tell by my walk what i finna do
the pack just been like a heaven sent
i can name a few n*ggas i’m better than, glah
pour the act for the medicine
big pole, see the level i’m steppin’ in?
no time, girl, you know i got my weapon in
when it come to them knock, i’m a veteran
n*ggas talkin’ that sh*t, that chatter
all this sb way, i’m faster
all of that dissin’, we feel it’s all laughter
when they see us, they try to walk faster
ain’t no doubt, my factors is with it
talkin’ tough sour, go knock, go defend it
on court, i ain’t movin’ my pivot
all of that dissin’, n*ggas done did it
[outro]
all right, let me hear that sh*t
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