afterparty
She don't know how to party
She did this act to party
We in the back to party
We tryna get back to party
At the afterparty
We can shoot up with
MACs and .40s
Heard you talkin' shit
beg your pardon
Heard you talkin' shit
beg your pardon
With this 45 I bet it bang
your noggin (woo, woo)
Had to made some party
With the masses like Jason parties
In the back from the face of shawty
We in the afterparty
And she don't know how to party
She gon' just act to party
bent over all kinda wasted
Big diamonds all kind of faces
Shine and bright around the places
Let this lean put me in the Matrix
She like how she feelin',
she like how it taste
She make it feel good when
I'm wasted
I don't know nothin' but automatics
Niggas run up on you let
you have it
Chopper hit 'em brrt, static
My young boys yeah they savage
How you say you the big homie
And you made me cop weed from me
Five dollars, what you need from me?
Gave it to you 'cause you need it,
homie
Now I'm chillin' at the afterparty
And I'm here, now you have to party
Now you dead, nigga now you sorry
You can stay here but just
keep it quiet
'Cause my niggas they come alive
I ain't been to the Shake Shack
But I spin your block with like
five guys
Don't believe me,
nigga let you try
Don't believe me, nigga let you ride
See my posts's up on Instagram
See a kid, you a family man
Sixteen shots like a family jam
I hope y'all niggas really get it, man
Damn, they ain't even understand
Yeah, nigga, at the afterparty
And I'm here and now
you have to party
She in the