Private Party Lyrics

(Want it, want it)

Yeah

Life, I want it

Life, I want it yeah

Hey, huh

Living the life, I want it

Brand new wheels get polished

Whole lot of brand new garments, yeah

Yeah, aye

Lights in the walk-in closet

Suit by Hugo Boss

Bad bitch looking so naughty, yeah

Yeah aye

Bro pulls up in charger

Know he's been working his hardest

Now that shit paid off, off, off

Yeah, yeah

Celtic game just started (so start)

Pull up to the TD Garden

But we came up from apartments, yeah

Aye

Yeah, plant my seed and harvest

Whole lot of green in the garden

Whole lot of friends departed

Parted, parted

Yeah, yeah

Said you'd play your part

I don't wanna break your heart

But this life gets super hard

Hard, hard

So I make art, light up the darkness

If you fuck with bro but you're at my show

Find out that I'm more than an artist

Stepped in snow with the all white lows

And now I gotta stomp on carpets

And the weed got me a little lethargic

But I still go hard regardless, yeah

Walk in the private party

We got Henny and juice and Bacardi

Anything to get me saucy

Keep a stick and a cross right on me

Something that my OG taught me

And she said that my wrist is glossy

Like ice but I don't play hockey

Told her it's only a fossil, yeah

She still wanna swallow

She not in love with my clothes, in love with my soul

But I still got Polo on the t-shirt

Putting in work do research

She want de-rick like Jeter

But I told her slow down, let's eat first

(B-young)

Me, I want what's coming to me

Oh well what's coming to you?

The world, Chico

And everything in it

Life, I want it

Life, I want it yeah

Hey, huh

Living the life, I want it

Brand new wheels get polished

Whole lot of brand new garments, yeah

Yeah, aye

Lights in the walk-in closet

Suit by Hugo Boss

Bad bitch looking so naughty, yeah

Yeah aye

Bro pulls up in charger

Know he's been working his hardest

Now that shit paid off, off, off

Yeah, yeah

Celtic game just started, pull up to the TD Garden

But we came up from apartments, yeah