The Function

Ay bro, ay bro, you know what Friday is right?
It's my b-day and you already know I'm throwing somethin' crazy
So tell your friends and bring some hoes too
And tell 'em bring their friends too

We got liquor at the function, tequila, vodka, Hennessy
Take two cups and you'll forget yo' enemies did I mention
Bitches at the functions willin' to give concussion
Then act like it was nothin', with no discussion

If these bitches at the function keep takin' shots of Hennessy
They can add to all my crazy memories
Not good with the imagery 'cause everybody bunched in
Party fouls on party fouls, bitch welcome to my function

Bitch, welcome to my baddies, baddies
Hop inside the cabbie
'Bout to hit the party, ay yo bro, pull up the Addy
Fatty, fatty on Abby and Maddie
Break 'em both down gladly if not I'll go pipe Gaby
Goddamn she's a bad B, in my Roaring Twenties
So my life greater than Gatsby
My memory so hazy

Last I recollect, I was takin' body shots off Daisy
With classics in the back, we playing Missy L and Jay Z
We blazin'
All up in the kitchen and the bathroom wit' a couple shawties
We was mackin' on in classrooms

Last year they was askin' who I am up in here
Nowadays, all they can say is I'm the man up in here
Oh nigga, it's too hard to avoid the cop car life
When a nigga out here thriving in his rockstar life
Kick it with some model hoes who live the pop star life
Who hide the liquor and the drove when they see cop car lights, oh

We got liquor at the function
Tequila, vodka, Hennessy
('Nessy, 'nessy)