End of the World Party

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Q] Live from Mineos Two slices and a blend, you know the dealeo I got an ounce to kill And I'm about my skrill I work hard every day so I can count my mil' But what about the Mills? You know I got the deals I had a coupon for the veal Nigga, that's a steal, a Sicilian feast Probably saw me on Worldstar for stealin' some beats Your girl's like a butcher, she be feelin' my meats Larry Fish on the shit, he be real in the streets No Webster, fly definition See me smokin' L's, high definition That's HD, cop a HP See me chillin' in the cut, just safely Smokin' on this great chiba And I'm tryna do great achievements Then I'm tryna to make some great achiefments Then I'm tryna mix haze with keef mix Then I'm tryna call Clock, make a chief mix Then I'm tryna call Tree and get waxed Yeah, yeah, pause, with no flaws on my verse Your flowin' is the worst I'm the best, you smokin' on the cess I'm smokin' on that OG, your chick know me, yeah [Verse 2: Peanut] Swag, all crazy and stupid This a weed nap, not lucid Dream, you lookin' like a fiend Wearin' them teens, nigga, please No cape out, but she fuck with the doo Baby, I make it do with it what it do, baby I beat that—I be that cage in the coop, baby It was that drip drop, that moisture, that all purpose I smoke haze on purpose And your girl got the worst breath And she rollin' up the most cess And she got them lil' titty chests Shut up, bitch, just give me them Goldfish I'm hungry as fuck off the piff You stay tired from the ugly 5th Mix it with a little dro, call it drift Gettin' pussy, yeah, that's your only gift [Interlude: Peanut & DJ Clockwork] Alright Alright, I'ma, I'ma have to let someone else— Uh, okay That me-me. that me-me. that me-me (Me) Oh, you mean me? (Me) Okay [Verse 3: DJ Clockwork] She say, "How you doin'?" (Doin') She say, "What's your name?" (Name) She say, "I came to bring the pain, Clock, is you game?" (Game) She say, "Let's take a trip" (Trip) She say, "Don't be afraid" ('Fraid) She say, "That's that real bullshit fools do every day" (Day) She say, "This is ain't no pain" (Pain) She say, "This all love" (Love) She say, "Fuck the world, Clock, let's hit the club" (Club) I say, "Let's do it" (Do it) We hop up in the Buick (Buick) Pop two, oh fuck, you know we bouta lose it I'm on the wall with Mami (Mami), twerk somethin' crazy (Crazy) "Love Sosa" playin' and the DJ gettin' hazey (Hazey) Finger dippin' in the club, whatchu know about that? Hands all sweaty from the malls, can you doubt that? Finger dippin' in the club, whatchu know about that? (That) Hands all sweaty from the malls, can you doubt that? (That) [Interlude: DJ Clockwork] Aw, fuck, that's all I got [?] Let's go [Verse 4: Big Dave] We split a pill, my wheels squeal I'm out this bitch, too deep in a Coupe DeVille Uh, just me and my bitch Light that Dutch and some piff She stay slipperin' wet But her pussy the best Stay bouncin' on my dick like a fish in a net Have her tappin' on my bed like a ref in a ring Most Dope niggas, we be doin' our thing And I'm out [Verse 5: Mac Miller] Yo, I had a end of the world party Went real late I popped about five mollies I felt real great Rollin', listenin' to music, it got me open Yo, it's so potent Yo, uh, it's so potent, yeah, it's so potent Chillin' with my bitch, listenin' to Frank Ocean Smokin' on that dank dro, no I'm smokin' on that "Ayy, yo" Yeah, I get it for the low though Hahaha, money, money Yo, but no homo, what? Yeah, chain not rose gold I got diamonds in my teeth Tryna find a dope ho She start cryin' when she queef I'm like, "Damn, that smells horrible" I'm like, "Damn, you the Oracle" So why don't you tell me the future? And don't go check right on your computer, on Twitter You could get the news quickly Ayy, yo, you smokin' on that 50 I ain't talkin' SK Energy I'm talkin' 'bout REMember Music, remember me Yeah, bitch, that's who I tend to be Muhfucka wanna talk shit like they my enemy They ain't no friend to me, all this shit is jealousy I just be chillin' all the way from where the envy be Muhfucka's know I'm eatin' ranch and celery When I'm eatin' vegetables, I'm feelin' real incredible The dope shit, it's so potent It's the hocus, the pocus Muhfuckin' dick, bitches wanna stroke it Like, "Oh shit, I love it" Bitches know I don't use no rubbers and I never cuff it My homie's girls, I don't really do that This the only world, so you muhfucka's move back Yeah, haha, hittin' on that boom-bap, this that new rap I'm comin' with that blue flag, no, I ain't though Ayy, yo, I, I, I, I win Tony's and sell Yayo Yo, but y'all just some actors Yo, yo, yo, y'all ain't no factor I had a bitch, had to subtract her Hahaha, 'cause I attract more The purer, that's my word Y'all know I'm from the 'Burgh though