30twiinn - Party Lyrics

Aj in this bitch
This one for the clubs doe
Everybody turn up
Stand up cause d2jay
In this bitch too
Yeh Im in the booth
Aye!
Its a party doe
Why yall standin' around
Shake some ass or something
Get some ass or something

All my niggas in the party
It aint even started
Wit my yung savages
They go narli
We some rockstar niggas
And we turn up parties
So shake that ass cause it just Started

Soon as i walk in the club
Pass me a bottle we turnin up
Aye
I got some young savage niggas
Bad bitches
Know dey gettin drunk
Aye
We done stepped out the trap
Know we got dem glocks
We forever strapped
Aye
And let a nigga try me wrong
Ima paint his face
On concreted maps
Aye

I aint thirty
Bitch this 30 twiinn
Im turnt up for my mans
I got thirty blue point hollows
Fit right for this fnn
Finesse niggas sleep great (FNSG)
Wake up finesse shit again
A new day
Another sin
Bitch im ballin born to win
10 Year niggas f*ck a friend
Tell the truth
You in the can
But if i ever see yo face
Ima smoke it to the stem
Sit back take it on the chin
Hell naw dat aint with in
Fa yo brother askin questions
Ima say it once again

All my niggas in the party
It aint even started
Wit my yung savages
They go narli
We some rockstar niggas
And we turn up parties
So shake that ass cause it just Started

Closed casket
I still seen his face
Cant wait to see yo friends
Cause ima answer
21 Questions
With 30 hollow 10s
Bitch this AJ
30 Twiinn
But spazz to you
Cause we aint kin
Longlive my nigga 30
They know dat be my mans

All my niggas in the party
It aint even started
Wit my yung savages
They go narli
We some rockstar niggas
And we turn up parties
So shake that ass cause it just started

Niggas dont listen
Take notes pay attention
Im teachin these lessons
They say im too distant
Aint livin to standards
Im thinking go missing
But lets keep it real
Das chaotic attention
Smokin n chillin
Im smokin way feelings
They say that im ill and
I call it good healin
I could bloody but
Lets keep it real
And shit could ugly
Dont say thats appealing

All these judges imposters
U dont want war wit the rostas
Bitch im a king like mufasa
If you dont get it think faster
Bitch i rap
Not a rapper
N i ask god for real chapters
I love my life like a pastor
Teach to the streets like a Master
I dont need respect
Wont think twice
Bout a check
Send killas at ya neck
Since i aint killing shit
Im on some realer shit
On some gorilla shit
True goat im from the hill
No house we from the field

All my niggas in the party
It aint even started
Wit my yung savages
They go narli
We some rockstar niggas
And we turn up parties
So shake that ass cause it just started