Lyrics: Jaquan Johnson/Shadon Burnell
Music: Damien DeSantiago/Brandon Desantiago
I like to party, but I need bitches
Clap, clap to the beat, I'm, I'm tryna see if she with it
I could've sworn she was stayin' with me
She tryna leave, yeah, I swear I don't get it
I, I think she playin' with me
Don't gotta question who layin' with me
Keep it a hundred, do you want me or you want my friend?
I don't care 'bout the time that you tell me
You should've told me that from the beginnin'
I don't compete, bitch, that's what you want me to do
I'm tryna figure out how could I leave you, I, I do not wanna be rude
Think I'm ****in' her bestie, ****ed up, I made a mess
I wasn't 'posed to do nothin', I did not know that that shit was a test
Please, I don't wanna argue, I'd rather rump you instead
I be missin' the way that you talk, I be missin' the way that you lay in my bed
I like to party, but I need bitches
Clap, clap to the beat, I'm, I'm tryna see if she with it
I could've sworn she was stayin' with me
She tryna leave, yeah, I swear I don't get it
I, I think she playin' with me
Don't gotta question who layin' with me
In the party, a whole lot of women
Tryna talk my shit, let me finish
Shakin' her hips while she lookin' at me
I think she tryna be my competition
I be goin' through pain and she feel it
New bitch, say she one of the realest
Do a drill and lay low on the spot
Got a thottie, she givin' the drop
Feelin' be different, I'm under her covers
Finish the mission and beat up the box
Lil' bros gon' spin when it's hot
Drill time, I put eight in the Glock
Spinnin' if I see a Makk in my vision
I bet I send my lil' brodie to flock (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Lil' bros gon' spin when it's hot
Drill time, I put eight in the Glock
I like to party, but I need bitches
Clap, clap to the beat, I'm, I'm tryna see if she with it
I could've sworn she was stayin' with me
She tryna leave, yeah, I swear I don't get it
I, I think she playin' with me
Don't gotta question who layin' with me