Latto ISSA PARTY Lyrics (feat. BabyDrill)
(Pooh, you a fool for this one)
Go Grizz (Go Grizz)
The motherf*ckin’ biggest
I been puttin’ belt to ass all summer
I feel like y’all b*tches mama, yeah
B*tch, I’m red, not green, lil’ ho, stop playin’ with me (Stop it)
I hate borin’ b*tches, they be throwin’ off my energy (God damn)
Stop callin’ me “Sis,” lil’ ho, you know you ain’t no kin to me (I don’t know)
I done dropped my nuts on all them b*tches, yeah, I’m Himothy, real shit (I’m her)
B*tches love to hate, say it’s fake, but I’m real thick (Thick)
Nigga playin’ cray, loose screw, I call Drill quick (Brrt)
Always get my way, what can I say? I’m hard to deal with (What can I say?)
Leave that man today, either way, b*tch, I’m still lit (Either way)
I brought all my b*tches with me, they ain’t check me at the door (No)
I feel like the tin man, all this chrome head-to-toe (Baow)
She been tweetin’ like she tough, we gon’ catch that ho outside (Outside)
I told Brooke, “Get the balloons, we gon’ throw her a surprise”
It’s a party, it’s a party, it’s a party, ayy (Okay)
I got shots for all the opps, it’s a holiday (Grr)
It’s a party, it’s a party, it’s a party, ayy (Okay)
We gon’ bring them sparklers out, time to celebrate (Ayy)
It’s a party, it’s a party, it’s a party, ayy (Okay)
I got shots for all the opps, it’s a holiday (Grr)
It’s a party, it’s a party, it’s a party, ayy (Okay)
We gon’ bring them sparklers out, time to celebrate (Ayy)
Brrr
Damn, them niggas ain’t had enough?
Every time they throw a party, came through that b*tch sideways
Rock sheistys all year
Got that b*tch so many bags
And b*tch, I’m BabyDrill, remember my name, push shit in the grave
Grave digger, same nigga
Hop out with that flame, nigga
Soon as I walk inside the party, got these niggas tuckin’ chains
Latto say she spot an opp, she sent the drop, I’m on the way
Drill just beat another body, take a shot, let’s celebrate
Twitter beef, don’t do the back and forth, pull up shootin’ for days
Broke ass nigga, I could, I can’t take that boy serious
I got crosses on my back, f*ck up and re-up just to get ’em
Saint Laurent all on my back, I put Chrome on my di*k (Chrome)
Niggas actin’ like they strapped, knowin’ damn well, they ain’t no killers (Bah, bah)
I ain’t servin’ at the dope house, I’m on my rappin’ shit
Glock bisexual, talkin’ crazy, quick to smack a b*tch
Yeah, she scared of a nigga, don’t know if I’m from that part, we spinnin’ that b*tch
I feel like Waka Flocka ’cause I just got the flame in here (Ayy)
It’s a party, it’s a party, it’s a party, ayy (Okay)
I got shots for all the opps, it’s a holiday (Grr)
It’s a party, it’s a party, it’s a party, ayy (Okay)
We gon’ bring them sparklers out, time to celebrate (Ayy)
It’s a party, it’s a party, it’s a party, ayy (Okay)
I got shots for all the opps, it’s a holiday (Grr)
It’s a party, it’s a party, it’s a party, ayy (Okay)
We gon’ bring them sparklers out, time to celebrate (Ayy)
