Afterparty Lyrics

No, oh, yeah

Tell me what's good

Tell me what's right

She just want somebody that can give a good night

Said she from LA

So she love a good time

She do weed, molly, coke, so we always getting high and it's O.G., yeah

I just hope that I never O.D.

Fake bitches act like they know me, that was just the old me

All these people from my city thinking that I'm holy, oh me

Tell my momma sorry for the shit that I been on

We been flipping fake dubs just to get our jewelry on

And she probably know I'm lying 'bout the cities where I'm gone

Took the first flight back like I never left the sun, no

TPA to LA every weekend

Henny got me speeding

Side piece know I'm leaving

I said that I love her but it's only for the weekend

Know it's fucked up I'm still hanging with the demons

Sorry, I can't feel sorry

Got me feeling all the parts of your body

Shawty love to to down them bottles of Bacardi

Said I know a nice crib in the Hidden Hills if you meet me at the afterparty

No, no

No, no

No, no

No, no

No, no

No, no

No, no

Yeah

She's coming for the weekend

Shawty sounding good how she speaking

We ain't even fucked up yet, why you sleeping?

Know I gotta problem with these drugs but I'm bleeding

You could heal the wound if you stick around this evening

Different hoes every week now

Pussy getting beat down

Every bitch is fighting on they chance to be tied down

I'm a lone soul but I'd love to get you right now

'Cause you looking real damn nice for the night now

Holy, pussy feeling holy

Head game stronger than a nigga with a nosebleed

My bitch getting nosy, she been watching closely

But she knew these problems from moment that she told me

She's coming for the weekend lights

She's coming to get fucked up right

She knew I'm not the one for life

So she's leaving by the end of the night

She's coming for the weekend lights

She's coming to get fucked up right

She knew I'm not the one for life

So she's leaving by the end of the night

Yeah, no

Woah

Woah, I, yeah

Know you mad but you coming back often

Pussy call my name, we ain't needa do the talking

Staring at your face, baby you've been looking locked in

Money pouring in through these jeans like a faucet

And I'm cold but I'm bust down

I been talking sweet, babe, just so I could fuck now

I'm a sharp shooter so I never needed luck now

Gotta lotta snow in this valley and I'm telling you to come out

She's coming for the weekend lights

She's coming to get fucked up right

She knew I'm not the one for life

So she's leaving by the end of the night

She's coming for the weekend lights

She's coming to get fucked up right

She knew I'm not the one for life

So she's leaving by the end—and I'm cold but I'm bust down

I been taking sweet just to fuck now

I'm a sharp shooter so I never needed luck now

Got these models passing through the villa by the bus now

Niggas getting jealous way the funds looking up now

Holy, you been feeling holy

Couldn't call this love but I'm begging you to hold me

I'm a bad decision if you ever get to know me

Know it's fucked up but I told you this since '03

I got drugs for the week now

Got that shit that could make you feel right

A little Henny for some heat now

A little snow will get this off of your mind

Holy, pussy feeling holy

We can't call this love but I'm begging you to hold me

This a bad decision if you ever knew the real me

And a bit much but I know this shit won't kill me

She's coming for the weekend lights

She's coming to get fucked up right

She knew I'm not the one for life

So she's leaving by the end of the night

She's coming for the weekend lights

She's coming to get fucked up right

She knew I'm not the one for life

So she's leaving by the end of the night

No

Yeah