"Let's Party" lyrics
Kalan.FrFr Lyrics
Yeah, yeah, ayy, Nike box full of chicken, Glock finna hit a
Love smokin' on Winston, yeah, he just don't listen
Yeah, ayy, niggas box a lot of shit, but not these
Brr, hood rat model bitch, yeah, she knock knee
And we takin' extras on the lick, yeah, we not thieves
Niggas squabble up a lot of shit, but can't fight these
Brr, yeah, it's pistols in the party
Yeah, put the switch on it, get to trippin' in the party
Yeah, baby Drac' with me like a midget in the party
If I pull up by myself, bitch, it's a ticket in the party
It's bitches in the party, we got Don '42, it get expensive in the party
Yeah, what she wanna do? Let's get explicit in the party
Yeah, yeah, in your bitch mouth like the dentist in the party (Let's party)
Yeah, bleed down
Yeah, YN in the cut with his hoodie down
Yeah
All I gotta say is, "Nigga, put him down"
Yeah, brr, brr, brr, put him down
Yeah, now you got your chain on the way
Yeah, the gang on the way
If you bang, don't change
If you don't, do the same
Yeah, hmm
Ayy, nigga, why you thought that they was playin' with your bitch ass?
Niggas talkin', what you really sayin' with your bitch ass?
I get one-twenty on occasion, don't get mad
Ayy, Nike box full of chicken, Glock finna hit a
Love smokin' on Winston, yeah, he just don't listen
Yeah, ayy, niggas box a lot of shit, but not these
Brr, hood rat model bitch, yeah, she knock knee
And we takin' extras on the lick, yeah, we not thieves
Niggas squabble up a lot of shit, but can't fight these
Brr, yeah, it's pistols in the party
Yeah, put the switch on it, get to trippin' in the party
Yeah, it's pistols in the party
Yeah, it's pistols in the party
Yeah, it's pistols in the party
Yeah, put the switch on it, get to trippin' in the party (Let's party)
Yeah, niggas keep talkin' 'bout the West End, I'ma get mad
Yeah, hit a nigga ho, he want his get-back
I'ma hit the bitch again, nigga, get mad
Now he tryna break the bitch chin, the nigga gettin' mad
Free all of my homies in the pen 'til they get back
Yeah, I'm the realest nigga in it
I gave these niggas sauce, fuck the cook, I'm the kitchen
You talkin' to a boss, you don't talk, bitch, listen
I'm big on trippin', I'm big on trickin', let's party
Turn it up
Yeah, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up (Let's party)
Yeah, it's pistols in the party (Let's party)
Yeah, it's pistols in the party
Love smokin' on Winston, yeah, he just don't listen
Yeah, ayy, niggas box a lot of shit, but not these
Brr, hood rat model bitch, yeah, she knock knee
And we takin' extras on the lick, yeah, we not thieves
Niggas squabble up a lot of shit, but can't fight these
Brr, yeah, it's pistols in the party
Yeah, put the switch on it, get to trippin' in the party
Yeah, baby Drac' with me like a midget in the party
If I pull up by myself, bitch, it's a ticket in the party
It's bitches in the party, we got Don '42, it get expensive in the party
Yeah, what she wanna do? Let's get explicit in the party
Yeah, yeah, in your bitch mouth like the dentist in the party (Let's party)
Yeah, bleed down
Yeah, YN in the cut with his hoodie down
Yeah
All I gotta say is, "Nigga, put him down"
Yeah, brr, brr, brr, put him down
Yeah, now you got your chain on the way
Yeah, the gang on the way
If you bang, don't change
If you don't, do the same
Yeah, hmm
Ayy, nigga, why you thought that they was playin' with your bitch ass?
Niggas talkin', what you really sayin' with your bitch ass?
I get one-twenty on occasion, don't get mad
Ayy, Nike box full of chicken, Glock finna hit a
Love smokin' on Winston, yeah, he just don't listen
Yeah, ayy, niggas box a lot of shit, but not these
Brr, hood rat model bitch, yeah, she knock knee
And we takin' extras on the lick, yeah, we not thieves
Niggas squabble up a lot of shit, but can't fight these
Brr, yeah, it's pistols in the party
Yeah, put the switch on it, get to trippin' in the party
Yeah, it's pistols in the party
Yeah, it's pistols in the party
Yeah, it's pistols in the party
Yeah, put the switch on it, get to trippin' in the party (Let's party)
Yeah, niggas keep talkin' 'bout the West End, I'ma get mad
Yeah, hit a nigga ho, he want his get-back
I'ma hit the bitch again, nigga, get mad
Now he tryna break the bitch chin, the nigga gettin' mad
Free all of my homies in the pen 'til they get back
Yeah, I'm the realest nigga in it
I gave these niggas sauce, fuck the cook, I'm the kitchen
You talkin' to a boss, you don't talk, bitch, listen
I'm big on trippin', I'm big on trickin', let's party
Turn it up
Yeah, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up (Let's party)
Yeah, it's pistols in the party (Let's party)
Yeah, it's pistols in the party
