C'est La Fête
On se rendait vers la party
Wesh, ce fut un samedi soir
On a pull up, mes neufs sexy
Plein à fumer, plein à boire
Sans moula on a flirté
Avec la sécu, pour entrer
Ca va, sa passe, c'est okay
Maintenant? on va party
Avec mes girls ba
On twerk, on met la faya
On danse, on chante, on fume
Un bédo à la playa
Soudain, notre regard se croise
Bref, tu es mon Romeo
Oh mon coeur quand tu m'embrasse
Step one, le garder low-low
Deux, tu fais mon corps en feu Et ouais, l'amour c'est compliqué
Mais si je dis la vérité
Avec toi c'est simple, c'est vrai Ce bonheur partira jamais
And you can check my resume
Bitch you can check my resume
Man I can't believe it
I think someone keeping secrets
I lost so much blood already
That shit left my life anemic
Still don't kiss and tell
That's how Eve went to Hell
Feel like Eddie Adam
Got more gas than the Shell
Fucking on that thot and I mean it
She ain't always been the cleanest
Put her on a cheap flight
Make her fly Allegiant
Got a scarf on the Glock
You can't hear it when it sneeze
Petty crime over here
You get shot over some weed
If shawty touch the product
Then shawty gotta leave
You can fix a habit
But you can't fix a fein
Liquor in my veins
Writing stories Mark Twain
If you ain't read my chapters
Then you ain't feel my pain
Iron on my heart
Bitch I feel like Tony Stark
Two seven like a bulldog
It'll rip your ass apart
Two ARs twin Glocks
Forty on me too and it hit like Ronnie Lott
On se rendait vers la party
Wesh, ce fut un samedi soir
On a pull up, mes neufs sexy
Plein à fumer, plein à boire
Sans moula on a flirté
Avec la sécu, pour entrer
Ca va, sa passe, c'est okay
Maintenant? on va party
Avec mes girls ba
On twerk, on met la faya
On danse, on chante, on fume
Un bédo à la playa
Soudain, notre regard se croise
Bref, tu es mon Romeo
Oh mon coeur quand tu m'embrasse
Step one, le garder low-low
Deux, tu fais mon corps en feu Et ouais, l'amour c'est compliqué
Mais si je dis la vérité
Avec toi c'est simple, c'est vrai Ce bonheur partira jamais
And you can check my resume
Bitch you can check my resume
Brand new Jordans and a fresh white tee
Got these hoes trippin
Must be taking LSD
Bet she talking in her sleep
Seeing me part of her dreams
She got two options
Give me sex or I can leave
Had to pick the blunt back up
Got some new shit on my head
Bro was once an OG
Then he turned to the feds
Like the more people I help
Just the more that want me dead
Just the more that want me dead
Putting numbers on my head
Same bullshit again
Oh man you gone make me spin
Sliding on your block with a big ass grin
Cooking in the lab downstairs like I'm Dexter
I run the beat back you would think I'm Devin Hester
Weird ass homie I ain't fucking with no Lesters
Too busy for the facetime I keep forgetting to text her
My pack come in clutch like that forth quarter pressure
On se rendait vers la party
Wesh, ce fut un samedi soir
On a pull up, mes neufs sexy
Plein à fumer, plein à boire
Sans moula on a flirté
Avec la sécu, pour entrer
Ca va, sa passe, c'est okay
Maintenant? on va party
Avec mes girls ba
On twerk, on met la faya
On danse, on chante, on fume
Un bédo à la playa
Soudain, notre regard se croise
Bref, tu es mon Romeo
Oh mon coeur quand tu m'embrasse
Step one, le garder low-low
Deux, tu fais mon corps en feu Et ouais, l'amour c'est compliqué
Mais si je dis la vérité
Avec toi c'est simple, c'est vrai Ce bonheur partira jamais
Wesh, ce fut un samedi soir
On a pull up, mes neufs sexy
Plein à fumer, plein à boire
Sans moula on a flirté
Avec la sécu, pour entrer
Ca va, sa passe, c'est okay
Maintenant? on va party
Avec mes girls ba
On twerk, on met la faya
On danse, on chante, on fume
Un bédo à la playa
Soudain, notre regard se croise
Bref, tu es mon Romeo
Oh mon coeur quand tu m'embrasse
Step one, le garder low-low
Deux, tu fais mon corps en feu Et ouais, l'amour c'est compliqué
Mais si je dis la vérité
Avec toi c'est simple, c'est vrai Ce bonheur partira jamais
And you can check my resume
Bitch you can check my resume
Man I can't believe it
I think someone keeping secrets
I lost so much blood already
That shit left my life anemic
Still don't kiss and tell
That's how Eve went to Hell
Feel like Eddie Adam
Got more gas than the Shell
Fucking on that thot and I mean it
She ain't always been the cleanest
Put her on a cheap flight
Make her fly Allegiant
Got a scarf on the Glock
You can't hear it when it sneeze
Petty crime over here
You get shot over some weed
If shawty touch the product
Then shawty gotta leave
You can fix a habit
But you can't fix a fein
Liquor in my veins
Writing stories Mark Twain
If you ain't read my chapters
Then you ain't feel my pain
Iron on my heart
Bitch I feel like Tony Stark
Two seven like a bulldog
It'll rip your ass apart
Two ARs twin Glocks
Forty on me too and it hit like Ronnie Lott
On se rendait vers la party
Wesh, ce fut un samedi soir
On a pull up, mes neufs sexy
Plein à fumer, plein à boire
Sans moula on a flirté
Avec la sécu, pour entrer
Ca va, sa passe, c'est okay
Maintenant? on va party
Avec mes girls ba
On twerk, on met la faya
On danse, on chante, on fume
Un bédo à la playa
Soudain, notre regard se croise
Bref, tu es mon Romeo
Oh mon coeur quand tu m'embrasse
Step one, le garder low-low
Deux, tu fais mon corps en feu Et ouais, l'amour c'est compliqué
Mais si je dis la vérité
Avec toi c'est simple, c'est vrai Ce bonheur partira jamais
And you can check my resume
Bitch you can check my resume
Brand new Jordans and a fresh white tee
Got these hoes trippin
Must be taking LSD
Bet she talking in her sleep
Seeing me part of her dreams
She got two options
Give me sex or I can leave
Had to pick the blunt back up
Got some new shit on my head
Bro was once an OG
Then he turned to the feds
Like the more people I help
Just the more that want me dead
Just the more that want me dead
Putting numbers on my head
Same bullshit again
Oh man you gone make me spin
Sliding on your block with a big ass grin
Cooking in the lab downstairs like I'm Dexter
I run the beat back you would think I'm Devin Hester
Weird ass homie I ain't fucking with no Lesters
Too busy for the facetime I keep forgetting to text her
My pack come in clutch like that forth quarter pressure
On se rendait vers la party
Wesh, ce fut un samedi soir
On a pull up, mes neufs sexy
Plein à fumer, plein à boire
Sans moula on a flirté
Avec la sécu, pour entrer
Ca va, sa passe, c'est okay
Maintenant? on va party
Avec mes girls ba
On twerk, on met la faya
On danse, on chante, on fume
Un bédo à la playa
Soudain, notre regard se croise
Bref, tu es mon Romeo
Oh mon coeur quand tu m'embrasse
Step one, le garder low-low
Deux, tu fais mon corps en feu Et ouais, l'amour c'est compliqué
Mais si je dis la vérité
Avec toi c'est simple, c'est vrai Ce bonheur partira jamais
Credits
Writer(s): Carson Conrad, Marika Adam
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