收聽Rich The Kid的Party Bus (Explicit)歌詞歌曲

Party Bus (Explicit)

Rich The Kid, Famous Dex, Jay Critch2019年6月28日

Party Bus (Explicit) 歌詞

Party Bus (Explicit) - Rich The Kid/Famous Dex/Jay Critch

Jay Critch:

Hey ayy

Jay Critch:

I gotta smoke up the onion

Cookie beat a n***a head concussion

Cookie beating my a*s

I just be talkin' that money me and the bread be havin' discussions

I just be talkin' that bread

I remember she ain't want me

VVS's on me now the b***h bustin'

Hey

I had to hit me a lick

You thought it was lean but it was the 'tussin

Thought it was

Jay Critch:

She goin' through the gang all of us

All of us

She off a Xan party bus

Hey

Shooters in the cut don't start 'em up

Brrow

Pull up to the spot shoot the party up

Brrow

My pockets was low but I got 'em up

Got 'em up

My n***as on go ain't no stopping us

Stopping us

I got me some dough now she poppin' up

Poppin' up

I pour me a 4 of pineapple crush

Yeah

Jay Critch:

I pour me a 3 in a peach crush

In a peach crush

She sip on my lean now she geek'd up

Now she geek'd up

The girl of your dreams is an eater

Is a eater

Rocket on me n***a don't try to sneak up

Too boring why she think that I need her

Two foreigns b***h need me a visa

Two foreigns

She staring like she Mona Lisa

Hey

Ice glaring came out of the freezer

Diamonds fighting like Goku and Frieza

Goku and Frieza

No shawty I don't want you or need ya

Want you or need ya

How you ballin see you up in the bleachers

Up in the bleachers

Imma hit a stain my n***as they bleach up

Jug

LV put it all on my sneakers

Healthy smokin' all the best **

Hey

In the ghost lookin' like the grim reaper

On the road she give brain like teacher

Brain like teacher

Jay Critch:

I gotta smoke up the onion

Cookie beat a n***a head concussion

Cookie beating my a*s

I just be talkin' that money me and the bread be havin' discussions

I just be talkin' that bread

I remember she ain't want me

VVS's on me now the b***h bustin'

Hey

I had to hit me a lick

You thought it was lean but it was the 'tussin

Thought it was

Jay Critch:

She goin' through the gang all of us

All of us

She off a Xan party bus

Party bus

Shooters in the cut don't start 'em up

Don't start 'em up

Pull up to the spot shoot the party up

Party

My pockets was low but I got 'em up

Got 'em up

My n***as on go ain't no stopping us

Stopping us

I got me some dough now she poppin' up

Hey

I pour me a 4 of pineapple crush

Rich the Kid:

Pour a 4 down in the big blue

What

Ice on me like a f**king igloo

Ice

Big dog n***a no Blues Clues

Big dog

Bring your b***h I'ma give her back too

B***h

Ooh rappers they broke and they salty

Lean in the morning like coffee

Lean

She got a Birkin she bossin'

My neck is so wet like a faucet

N***as on the internet flexin'

Flex

Lookin' at my pockets they pregnant

I just might pull out the Bentley

Skrt

Now that I'm worth a few milli'

Huh

In the kitchen but the stove broke

I was hustlin' for a bank roll

Blue cheese all hundos

Blue

She on her back like camel

Rich

Jay Critch:

I gotta smoke up the onion

Cookie beat a n***a head concussion

Cookie beating my a*s

I just be talkin' that money me and the bread be havin' discussions

I just be talkin' that bread

I remember she ain't want me

VVS's on me now the b***h bustin'

Hey

I had to hit me a lick

You thought it was lean but it was the 'tussin

Thought it was

Jay Critch:

She goin' through the gang all of us

All of us

She off a Xan party bus

Hey

Shooters in the cut don't start 'em up

Brrow

Pull up to the spot shoot the party up

Brrow

My pockets was low but I got 'em up

Got 'em up

My n***as on go ain't no stopping us

Stopping us

I got me some dough now she poppin' up

Poppin' up

I pour me a 4 of pineapple crush

Yeah

Famous Dex:

Pull to the club shoot the party up

Got money my pockets yeah big bucks

Rich Forever they can't f**k with us

That AP my wrist f**k that Rollie up

Hop in the back of that Maybach

Flexin' so hard man you know you can't say that

Can't f**k with Tammy

Flexin' your chains man my shooters'll snatch that

I gotta smoke up the onion

N***as talkin' but really ain't getin' no money

I came from nothin' to somethin'

Pop me two pills my heart be jumpin'

What huh f**k you lil' b***h on a date

I might just bus' in her face

I got the money on me tell the lil' b***h I'll buy her Celine

Jay Critch:

I gotta smoke up the onion

Cookie beat a n***a head concussion

Cookie beating my a*s

I just be talkin' that money me and the bread be havin' discussions

I just be talkin' that bread

I made moves she ain't want me

VVS's on me now the b***h bustin'

Hey

I had to hit me a lick

You thought it was lean but it was the 'tussin

Thought it was

Jay Critch:

She goin' through the gang all of us

All of us

She off a Xan party bus

Hey

Shooters in the cut don't start 'em up

Brrow

Pull up to the spot shoot the party up

Brrow

My pockets was low but I got 'em up

Got 'em up

My n***as on go ain't no stopping us

Stopping us

I got me some dough now she poppin' up

Poppin' up

I pour me a 4 of pineapple crush

 

Yeah