Party In Hell

Okay
I'm sipping with the Devil, dancing with my demons
Uh
Sipping with the Devil baby
Uh, ragerr rage on
Sipping with the Devil baby
Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah

Look I'm sipping with the Devil
Dancing with my demons baby
It's a party over here baby
For the money I'm a addict
Blue bills I'ma stack it
What's on my wrist, a patek
Big bank, yeah I need big guap
Big choppa, yeah I keep it for the ops
Big bank, I need big guap
Big choppa, yeah I keep it for the op

Keep it for the op
Now them bodies drop
Lil baby I ain't a cop, but I gotta cuff you
Fuck you on a bed of hundreds, I can't get enough of you
Guess you stuck with me
Guess I'm stuck with you
But first I gotta go and hit the road
Gotta do some shows
Freezing from the ice, it got me cold
Feel like Frozone
All blue bills like a crip, but I ain't repping shit
Pockets big it's heavy set
On my way to cash a check
Look at my wrist, baby just look at my neck
Take you a pic, then later on I give you dick
Look at me I'm rich, lil mama I made it I'm rich
No longer a kid, stomping hard in new kicks
Party going down whenever I'm in town
Shawty come around, shawty come around
Party going down whenever I'm in town
Shawty come around, shawty come around
Ok I'm Sipping with the Devil
Dancing with my demons
Can't trust that angel, she always have me sinning

Look I'm sipping with the Devil
Dancing with my demons baby
It's a party over here baby
For the money I'm a addict
Blue bills I'ma stack it
What's on my wrist, a patek
Big bank, yeah I need big guap
Big choppa, yeah I keep it for the ops
Big bank, I need big guap
Big choppa, yeah I keep it for the op



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Writer(s): Donte Williams-sims
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