END GAME ft. MoneyGeek P Lyrics

Don't make me stop the party, party, party

Don't make me stop the party, party, party

Don't make me stop the party, party, party

Don't make me stop the party, party, party

Too much mugging in here (Too much)

Too much hating in here (Too much)

Don't make me stop the party, party, party

Don't make me stop the party, party, party

Posthumous yeah the old me dead

Angels lye in my brand new bed

I could only stop me it was all in my head

Cook em' up

Put em' on a platter then I'm fed

Smoke, yeah

Smoke, yeah

Smoke, yeah

Smoke, yeah

I shake the room like I'm Pop Smoke

I'm not a goon but a God

World in my hands I command

You abide

I got all the pressure for the world outside

Went through all the gore and the pain

Never cried, but here I stand

Beating on my chest like I'm a beast like who want war with me

Lit, like a Bic

Think I'm Nardo, who want smoke with me

Odds were so against us

Got sins beneath my brown skin

In an empty bubble my trauma tend to fill in

Don't make me stop the party, party, party

Don't make me stop the party, party, party

Don't make me stop the party, party, party

Don't make me stop the party, party, party

Too much mugging in here (Too much)

Too much hating in here (Too much)

Don't make me stop the party, party, party

Don't make me stop the party, party, party

Five, six, seven, eight

Set a nigga straight

Pumped up

Bar none

Carry heavy weight

Crown me

I feel like I'm TIP I said that I'm a King yeah

I lockiana beamed up

Shfeel like I'm TIP I said that I'm a King yeah

I feel like these lame niggas way too fucking corny

Ge gone stop the party