Gangster's Party Lyrics

What you got up in your pocket, this a stick and this bitch clicks

I was makin' all them flips, man, since a youngin', since a jit

Momma knew that I was bad as hell, lil' nigga from the six

Slippin' deuce, in this cup, I'm with the freaks

I'm with the sluts, see that badass lil' lightskin

She likes to show what's up, steady blowing up my phone

She off the remy, off patron, but she really want my baby

But I told her kick a dump, if I was to keep it real with you

She crazy as fuck, pop a stick, watch this bitch flip

You need some bullets for your shit, don't put your trust up in that bitch

Cause theses bitches be for the click, bitch, are you stress

Bitch, you ain't blessed, better get your ass to work

Cause theses bitches love the gangsta, and the motherfuckin' purps

Lil' baby, love to shake it in my face, she like to move

She love to throw it in the club, to my song, she like to groove

Was flipping jacks, now spinning cats, call him ricky cause his back

Love my momma, that's my soul, you better watch how that shit roll

How you talking like you know me, you ain't shit, just stack your chips

What you got up in your pocket, this a stick and this bitch clicks

I was makin' all them flips, man, since a youngin', since a jit

Momma knew that I was bad as hell, lil' nigga, from the 6

Slippin' deuce in this cup, I'm with the freaks, I'm with the sluts

She that badass, lil' light skin, she likes to show what's up

Steady blowin' up my phone, she off the remy, off patrol

But she really want my baby, but I'm told to kick a dump

If I wasn't keepin' real with you, she crazy as fuck

Pop a stick, watch this bitch flip, you need some bullets for your shit

Don't put your trust up in that bitch, cause theses bitches be for the click

Bitch, are you stress? bitch, you ain't blessed, better get your ass to work

Cause these bitches love the gangstas, and the motherfuckin' purps

Lil' baby love to shake it in my face, she like the moves

She love to throw it in the club, to my song, she like the grooves

Was flipping, jacks now spinning the cats, call him ricky, cause he's back

Love my momma, that's my soul, you better watch how that shit roll

How you talkin' like you know me, you ain't shit, just stack your chips