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(Pooh, you a fool for this one) Go Grizz (Go Grizz) The motherfuckin’ biggest I been puttin’ belt to ass all summer I feel like y’all bitches mama, yeah Bitch, I’m red, not green, lil’ ho, stop playin’ with me (Stop it) I hate borin’ bitches, they be throwin’ off my energy (God damn) Stop callin’ me “Sis,” lil’ ho, you know you ain’t no kin to me (I don’t know) I done dropped my nuts on all them bitches, yeah, I’m Himothy, real shit (I’m her) Bitches love to hate, say it’s fake, but I’m real thick (Thick) Nigga playin’ cray, loose screw, I call Drill quick (Brrt) Always get my way, what can I say? I’m hard to deal with (What can I say?) Leave that man today, either way, bitch, I’m still lit (Either way) I brought all my bitches with me, they ain’t check me at the door (No) I feel like the tin man, all this chrome head-to-toe (Baow) She been tweetin’ like she tough, we gon’ catch that ho outside (Outside) I told Brooke, “Get the balloons, we gon’ throw her a surprise” It’s a party, it’s a party, it’s a party, ayy (Okay) I got shots for all the opps, it’s a holiday (Grr) It’s a party, it’s a party, it’s a party, ayy (Okay) We gon’ bring them sparklers out, time to celebrate (Ayy) It’s a party, it’s a party, it’s a party, ayy (Okay) I got shots for all the opps, it’s a holiday (Grr) It’s a party, it’s a party, it’s a party, ayy (Okay) SongtexteWe gon’ bring them sparklers out, time to celebrate (Ayy) Brrr Damn, them niggas ain’t had enough? Every time they throw a party, came through that bitch sideways [?] rock sheistys all year Got that bitch so many bags And bitch, I’m BabyDrill, remember my name, push shit in the grave Grave digger, same nigga Hop out with that flame, nigga Soon as I walk inside the party, got these niggas tuckin’ chains Latto say she spot an opp, she sent the drop, I’m on the way Drill just beat another body, take a shot, let’s celebrate Twitter beef, don’t do the back and forth, pull up shootin’ for days Broke ass nigga, I could [?], I can’t take that boy serious I got crosses on my back, fuck up and re-up just to get ’em Saint Laurent all on my back, I put Chrome on my dick (Chrome) Niggas actin’ like they strapped, knowin’ damn well, they ain’t no killers (Bah, bah) I ain’t servin’ at the dope house, I’m on my rappin’ shit Glock bisexual, talkin’ crazy, quick to smack a bitch Yeah, she scared of a nigga, don’t know if I’m from that part, we spinnin’ that bitch I feel like Waka Flocka ’cause I just got the flame in here (Ayy) It’s a party, it’s a party, it’s a party, ayy (Okay) I got shots for all the opps, it’s a holiday (Grr) It’s a party, it’s a party, it’s a party, ayy (Okay) We gon’ bring them sparklers out, time to celebrate (Ayy) It’s a party, it’s a party, it’s a party, ayy (Okay) I got shots for all the opps, it’s a holiday (Grr) It’s a party, it’s a party, it’s a party, ayy (Okay) We gon’ bring them sparklers out, time to celebrate (Ayy) Aus Songtexte Mania