To the party ft. Xlishah Lyrics

Uh, yeah

Uh Big Bris yeah

On the way to the party

I'm sippin' on Hardy

In the space coupe like Carti

I'm smokin' gas in a Bob Marley, yeah

I'm not too shabby been doing a lil'

And my money stay tall like it's Dill

Keep trying me nigga you know that I will

Kutthroat Bris yeah real Kill Bill

Rolled up the z

I done turned this bad bitch to a freak

I hear the 808s beatin'

On the beat yeah I turn to a demon

All this money I see is green

And my bitch is so bad Selena

And I stay low like a beamer

In the night yeah I am top creeper

Creep in the night yeah I creep in the day

Don't touch on the gang u get torched crème brûlée

We coming at heads we don't care what you say

Give you what you want man yall better be ready

What you want, tell me what you need

Big Bris yeah Big B

Shotout to Rj and shoutout Nicky D

Packs all in they hittin' like creed

Left and right

Break it down like it's some white

We going up all night

Yeah these immaculate vibes

Kutthroat Bris

Yeah the gang they love bangin' sticks

They a drum line shoutout to Nick

On yo ass yeah we coming quick

Baby you know what I do

This shit real if I'm fucking with you

You the one I didn't have a clue

It's lit now you my boo

You my boo, baby you all mine

V Live yeah we out

When you w me we skipping the line

Cause I been on a different level

And y'all niggas is really the devil

Y'all be testing me

These niggas is really tryna cause some trouble

Patty Mahomes the way that I touch down

On yo block tryna see if it's up now

I wasn't shit until that I got lit

Old bitches on my dick yeah they just wanna fuck now

On the way to the party

I'm sippin' on Hardy

In the space coupe like Carti

I'm smokin' gas in a Bob Marley, yeah

I'm not too shabby been doing a lil'

And my money stay tall like it's Dill

Keep trying me nigga you know that I will

Kutthroat Bris yeah real Kill Bill

Rolled up the z

I done turned this bad bitch to a freak

I hear the 808s beatin'

On the beat yeah I turn to a demon

All this money I see is green

And my bitch is so bad Selena

And I stay low like a beamer

In the night yeah I am top creeper

Showing up and showing out

I done took the harder route

Got a nigga stressed certain things I couldn't talk about

Dreams that I had turn to reality I'm poppin' now

But, I had to put the work in

Times I was grinding I ain't feel like it was working

Times I ain't eat lied to my momma couldn't know that I was hurting

Didn't want her stressing times dinner wasn't certain

Tryna put my momma in a Benz yeah walking round with a Birkin

I'm ready I'm ready one eye like I'm fetty

Bro taught me to keep it and to hold it steady yeah

It's time to party pop him like confetti

I put ice all on me feeling like a yeti

Remember I was down mic was a blue yeti

Knew I was a dog since we crashed the Chevy

Got up in the morning told momma I'm ready

And I'm still mourning man I wasn't ready

On the way to the party

I'm sippin' on Hardy

In the space coupe like Carti

I'm smokin' gas in a Bob Marley, yeah

I'm not too shabby been doing a lil'

And my money stay tall like it's Dill

Keep trying me nigga you know that I will

Kutthroat Bris yeah real Kill Bill

Rolled up the z

I done turned this bad bitch to a freak

I hear the 808s beatin'

On the beat yeah I turn to a demon

All this money I see is green

And my bitch is so bad Selena

And I stay low like a beamer

In the night yeah I am top creeper