Party Alone
That's the fucking, that's the vibe I'm on right now
And I'm not even messing like I'm dead fucking serious
Anybody that I see that is wasting mother-fucking potential
I'm coming with the smoke and I'm making you do that shit
Party alone, party alone, that's what I like yeah
Party alone, turn off the phone, turn off the hype shit
Cuz this party only starts when I'm alone
My house feels empty but shit I feel more at home
We partying all night now whats the score
She wants a pill please bitch it'll take you to the morning
She sucking on my dick but now it's sore
LSD up in her pussy damn this chick is really roaring
Please step back when we under attack
Henny and packs on packs
Who's this leng trynna take control
Slim thick ting with the biggest back
She a quarter snack
Ice codeine that's a rapper's crack
Don't make Benny go tap tap tap
Run it up, done enough
Wise man, cut it off
Don't come, get rough
She's got man he ain't stepping up
Flip a coin, two face
Beating, screw face
Dealing, on a Tuesday
Tying up packs with my shoelace
Party alone, party alone, that's what I like yeah
Party alone, turn off the phone, turn off the hype shit
Cuz this party only starts when I'm alone
My house feels empty but shit I feel more at home
We partying all night now whats the score
She wants a pill please bitch it'll take you to the morning
She sucking on my dick but now it's sore
LSD up in her pussy damn this chick is really roaring
I partied on my own last night
Me, myself and I is all I need in life
And I ain't coming down tonight
Pan out on my bed and turn my head to the sky
Doing it right
Same place, different night
Doing it right
Pass me the light
Rolling it up, high as a kite
And I wish I was balling, balling, balling like that
While you busy flexing I ain't moving like that
Party alone, party alone, that's what I like yeah
Party alone, turn off the phone, turn off the hype shit
Cuz this party only starts when I'm alone
My house feels empty but shit I feel more at home
We partying all night now whats the score
She wants a pill please bitch it'll take you to the morning
She sucking on my dick but now it's sore
LSD up in her pussy damn this chick is really roaring
And I'm not even messing like I'm dead fucking serious
Anybody that I see that is wasting mother-fucking potential
I'm coming with the smoke and I'm making you do that shit
Party alone, party alone, that's what I like yeah
Party alone, turn off the phone, turn off the hype shit
Cuz this party only starts when I'm alone
My house feels empty but shit I feel more at home
We partying all night now whats the score
She wants a pill please bitch it'll take you to the morning
She sucking on my dick but now it's sore
LSD up in her pussy damn this chick is really roaring
Please step back when we under attack
Henny and packs on packs
Who's this leng trynna take control
Slim thick ting with the biggest back
She a quarter snack
Ice codeine that's a rapper's crack
Don't make Benny go tap tap tap
Run it up, done enough
Wise man, cut it off
Don't come, get rough
She's got man he ain't stepping up
Flip a coin, two face
Beating, screw face
Dealing, on a Tuesday
Tying up packs with my shoelace
Party alone, party alone, that's what I like yeah
Party alone, turn off the phone, turn off the hype shit
Cuz this party only starts when I'm alone
My house feels empty but shit I feel more at home
We partying all night now whats the score
She wants a pill please bitch it'll take you to the morning
She sucking on my dick but now it's sore
LSD up in her pussy damn this chick is really roaring
I partied on my own last night
Me, myself and I is all I need in life
And I ain't coming down tonight
Pan out on my bed and turn my head to the sky
Doing it right
Same place, different night
Doing it right
Pass me the light
Rolling it up, high as a kite
And I wish I was balling, balling, balling like that
While you busy flexing I ain't moving like that
Party alone, party alone, that's what I like yeah
Party alone, turn off the phone, turn off the hype shit
Cuz this party only starts when I'm alone
My house feels empty but shit I feel more at home
We partying all night now whats the score
She wants a pill please bitch it'll take you to the morning
She sucking on my dick but now it's sore
LSD up in her pussy damn this chick is really roaring
Credits
Writer(s): Patrick King, Ben O'sullivan
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