Type of Party (remix)

(verse 1)

all my niggas known as stoners, (stoners)

fuckin bitches that're older, (older)

shit, n aint nobody told her, (told her)

just hit it quit it pass it over, (over)

(aye), her friend's be looking good, (good)

i'm like they wish a nigga would, (would)

but.. just cuz a nigga could, doesn't mean

he should, especially when I know these hoes, up to no good, (like damn)

I Guess I hucked it too deep, (deep)

pound the whiskey, then i'm up in her jeans, (jeans)

lost my fucks all up in her sheets, (sheets)

that's where I seen her married ring, (ring)

she said jay please can we keep it low key, (low key)

kissing on my abs, as she goes to blow me, (blow me)

all my girls bad let me toke zs no fee,

just to see what its like to smoke with an og, (uh)

(Verse 2)

Look out at the people that feeling me, you know its killing me,

now that i'm finding the inner me,

(ah) Now that i'm finding the inner me, (ah)

that used to be number one enemy,

(ah) dont ever go look for an end to me,

(ah) if you do rest in peace, (ah) x2

Theres nothing to be freaking out about, with out a doubt,

(im in and out), im in a cycle and need to (get out),

Everyone got me just (feeling so down),

Gravity got me just (stuck to the ground),

this pen and this pad, is all that i got,

im ready to start im ready to embark, (Woof)

everyone tell me you should never stop,

im giving it everything into one shot,

like bang bang, (Bang)

got the bitches coming back like boomerangs,

all the dudes hatin but i am just gonna do my thang,

you control your actions so you only have you to blame,

(you to blame) no one else than (you to name),

(stop looking at me with you stupid face),

smokin with an og that has the truest faith,

so who is you to hate (bang)