Kyyngg Drug Party Lyrics

[Pre-Hook: Kyyngg]
I need deposits 'til the bank closed
I'ma give you dick far as it can go
Now mami, can you toot that asshole?
Them f*ck boys, they won't understand though
Now mami, I'm gon' make your day, oh no
Just call me when you wanna play, on the low
Don't hit my iPhone, text his Android
Now when you come, don't come with pants on, no

[Hook: Shad da God]
It's a real drug party
We don't smoke nothing, but that xanax, percocets and narcotics
Now she feeling on her body, bust it like extendo thirty
Ah shit, I'm drinking muddy, and I need my hoe slutty
Hold that doorway, lil buddy

[Verse 1: Shad da God]
Yeah, I just bought some percs and two thirties
Bankrolls busting down my jeans, I should've got 'em a lil husky
I'm busting my ass, I'm rocking [?] bag
They call the pimp right back, I'm tryna cop me a jag
I'm pushing the Bentley, pull up with Glock twins
All these racks I spend, I got her locked in
When I f*cked her [?] she tried to bust me in
You cannot block me in, I need some...

[Pre-Hook: Kyyngg]
I need deposits 'til the bank closed
I'ma give you dick far as it can go
Now mami, can you toot that asshole?
Them f*ck boys, they won't understand though
Now mami, I'm gon' make your day, oh no
Just call me when you wanna play, on the low
Don't hit my iPhone, text his Android Now when you come, don't come with pants on, no

[Hook: Shad da God]
It's a real drug party
We don't smoke nothing, but that xanax, percocets and narcotics
Now she feeling on her body, bust it like extendo thirty
Ah shit, I'm drinking muddy, and I need my hoe slutty
Hold that doorway, lil buddy

[Verse 2: Kyyngg]
Bitch, I'm boolin' with Shad da God, we with the shits
All of my niggas, yeah, they really with that mob shit
When we pull up, cut us off and we pop shit
Put her on a pill, now like she geeking and rollin'
Put that dick in her life, now like she yell to the mornin'
Yeah, I ain't got no time for you niggas
I be feeling like I'm Hitler
And that bitch gon' be my victim

[Pre-Hook: Kyyngg]
I need deposits 'til the bank closed
I'ma give you dick far as it can go
Now mami, can you toot that asshole?
Them f*ck boys, they won't understand though
Now mami, I'm gon' make your day, oh no
Just call me when you wanna play, on the low
Don't hit my iPhone, text his Android
Now when you come, don't come with pants on, no

[Hook: Shad da God]
It's a real drug party
We don't smoke nothing, but that xanax, percocets and narcotics
Now she feeling on her body, bust it like extendo thirty
Ah shit, I'm drinking muddy, and I need my hoe slutty
Hold that doorway, lil buddy