party drugs
We got party drugs
B be popping beads like it's Mardi Gras
Light up this gelato, turn the cabby to the party bus
I feel like Jeff Hardy
Except these —- ain't hitting hard enough
Pocket full of smarties
Imma back 'em all and park the bus
The talk is tough
Run my 20 seconds
Put them mittens up
Swinging jaws
They all doing the jitterbug
Welstone
You want some
I'll give you some
Beat it til thy kingdom come
Jes ain't got time to fuckin twiddle thumbs
I'm active
Them niggas imitation like the crab sticks
Even imitations on their fabrics
Jesi-malinois, man I got mad tricks
My family don't fuck with me
I'm Brad Pitt
Jes the type to fuck around and find himself on catfish
Doing something tragic
Face covered in Ben & Jerry's
Off some mouldy fungal shit that's supposed to taste like berries
Tree hugger, man I run the woods
Shoutouts to Kerrie
Tree puffer, if the paper up
I'm smoking heavy
Jes ain't got the time to fuckin stand around with **** in hand
Worth my weight in gold
The pen puts on 100 kilograms
Ed, Ed's, Eddies
Take it steady
They could kill a man
That's a jawbreaker n it packs 100 milligrams
Why my niggas beefing with the world?
Am I Cindy Lou?
We under cinder blocks
Acting like we bulletproof
Body full of liquor
Out in central
Playing stick and move
I ain't sick of money
Maybe I'm just sick of you
Where the party at?
Say the word, we pulling through
Group of pretty, fly niggas
We ain't got no attitude
She talking bout some
"jes, I'm disappointed, I ain't mad at you"
I'm talking bout some
"damn, well you will, it's just gradual
She talking bout some
"jes, I'm disappointed, I ain't mad at you"
I'm talking bout some
"damn, well you will, it's just gradual"
She talking bout some
"jes, I'm disappointed, I ain't mad at you"
I'm off them party drugs and I can't feel my mandible
Party drugs?
B be popping beads like it's Mardi Gras
Light up this gelato, turn the cabby to the party bus
I feel like Jeff Hardy
Except these —- ain't hitting hard enough
Pocket full of smarties
Imma back em all and park the bus
The talk is tough
Run my 20 seconds
Put the mittens up
Swinging jaws
They all doing the jitterbug
Welstone
You want some
I'll give you some
I'll beat it til thy kingdom come
Jesi ain't got time to fuckin twiddle thumbs
Twiddle thumbs
B be popping beads like it's Mardi Gras
Light up this gelato, turn the cabby to the party bus
I feel like Jeff Hardy
Except these —- ain't hitting hard enough
Pocket full of smarties
Imma back 'em all and park the bus
The talk is tough
Run my 20 seconds
Put them mittens up
Swinging jaws
They all doing the jitterbug
Welstone
You want some
I'll give you some
Beat it til thy kingdom come
Jes ain't got time to fuckin twiddle thumbs
I'm active
Them niggas imitation like the crab sticks
Even imitations on their fabrics
Jesi-malinois, man I got mad tricks
My family don't fuck with me
I'm Brad Pitt
Jes the type to fuck around and find himself on catfish
Doing something tragic
Face covered in Ben & Jerry's
Off some mouldy fungal shit that's supposed to taste like berries
Tree hugger, man I run the woods
Shoutouts to Kerrie
Tree puffer, if the paper up
I'm smoking heavy
Jes ain't got the time to fuckin stand around with **** in hand
Worth my weight in gold
The pen puts on 100 kilograms
Ed, Ed's, Eddies
Take it steady
They could kill a man
That's a jawbreaker n it packs 100 milligrams
Why my niggas beefing with the world?
Am I Cindy Lou?
We under cinder blocks
Acting like we bulletproof
Body full of liquor
Out in central
Playing stick and move
I ain't sick of money
Maybe I'm just sick of you
Where the party at?
Say the word, we pulling through
Group of pretty, fly niggas
We ain't got no attitude
She talking bout some
"jes, I'm disappointed, I ain't mad at you"
I'm talking bout some
"damn, well you will, it's just gradual
She talking bout some
"jes, I'm disappointed, I ain't mad at you"
I'm talking bout some
"damn, well you will, it's just gradual"
She talking bout some
"jes, I'm disappointed, I ain't mad at you"
I'm off them party drugs and I can't feel my mandible
Party drugs?
B be popping beads like it's Mardi Gras
Light up this gelato, turn the cabby to the party bus
I feel like Jeff Hardy
Except these —- ain't hitting hard enough
Pocket full of smarties
Imma back em all and park the bus
The talk is tough
Run my 20 seconds
Put the mittens up
Swinging jaws
They all doing the jitterbug
Welstone
You want some
I'll give you some
I'll beat it til thy kingdom come
Jesi ain't got time to fuckin twiddle thumbs
Twiddle thumbs
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