HERE'S YOUR CLUB SONG
Know you like to party, see it in your eyes
And I know you wanna ride on me, do it all the time
Out at Nobu with your dumb friends doing cocaine lines
And I know you like to pretend but you damn ain't mine
Know you like to party, do it all the time
Out in Cabo with your best friend working on your tan lines
And your boyfriend staying back home but you're telling him lies
I was out of state but I'm back home with a bag on my mind
She say fuck me that's fine
We can party all night
Roll that pressure up and I'm high
Feel too good I might die
Baby I know you like to party, we can party all night
Feel too good I might die
But I wanna stay alive
I didn't leave you no, did I?
I ain't leave you no, did I?
I ain't leave you no, did I?
I ain't leave you no, did I?
Rollin' that pack it got me high
You ain't need me but I would slide
Put you on board to catch a flight
Say she wanna stay with me tonight
I might treat that lil bitch like my 9
Keeping her right on my side
Shake it and move to the side
They wanna play with my life
I know baby I feel distance
They talk but don't listen
They don't wanna see me win
I'll break it up with all my friends
I'll fuck it up with all her friends
Leave in a scat came back in a benz
Fuck up the racks got blue on my hands
Rich by myself I don't need no advance
Don't want no love from me just wanna dance
Hop on a flight I'll call you when I land
Bring it back bring it back do it no hands
No hands, no hands
And I know you wanna ride on me, do it all the time
Out at Nobu with your dumb friends doing cocaine lines
And I know you like to pretend but you damn ain't mine
Know you like to party, do it all the time
Out in Cabo with your best friend working on your tan lines
And your boyfriend staying back home but you're telling him lies
I was out of state but I'm back home with a bag on my mind
She say fuck me that's fine
We can party all night
Roll that pressure up and I'm high
Feel too good I might die
Baby I know you like to party, we can party all night
Feel too good I might die
But I wanna stay alive
I didn't leave you no, did I?
I ain't leave you no, did I?
I ain't leave you no, did I?
I ain't leave you no, did I?
Rollin' that pack it got me high
You ain't need me but I would slide
Put you on board to catch a flight
Say she wanna stay with me tonight
I might treat that lil bitch like my 9
Keeping her right on my side
Shake it and move to the side
They wanna play with my life
I know baby I feel distance
They talk but don't listen
They don't wanna see me win
I'll break it up with all my friends
I'll fuck it up with all her friends
Leave in a scat came back in a benz
Fuck up the racks got blue on my hands
Rich by myself I don't need no advance
Don't want no love from me just wanna dance
Hop on a flight I'll call you when I land
Bring it back bring it back do it no hands
No hands, no hands
Credits
Writer(s): Kaleb Chandler
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