Party Crasher

Lyrics

[Intro: Rockstar Marqo] Now, what that is right there? Oh nah, I ain't seen that one [Chorus: Rockstar Marqo] Ayy look, I'm in L.A., pull up, valet Swerved off in an Aston VS stones and they flashing Gucci, Bally, nigga, check out the fashion Rockstar, I'm a party crasher Like the Rari, but the Lamb go faster Too many chains, slave master Ayy look, straight off the lot and I'm whipping Paper tag, 12 gave me a ticket Liu Kang when I kick it Left wrist, twenty bags of midget Trap in designer, I cook in the kitchen Paper tag off the lot, nigga, I'm whipping Pull up on your bitch, she's with it Mike Tyson diamonds hitting [Verse 1: Rockstar Marqo] Ayy look, Rockstar, foreign car Pull up and I'm stunting Told valet keep my shit running Trap spot in the dope hole and it's bunking Got a lot of chickens and they're clucking Got gold on me like a leprechaun, I'm lucky Selling Superbad, McLovin' I cook with the pot, but I rock with the oven Got too many bricks in the foreign car, had to overstuff it I keep the strap, I'ma bust it Don't know the nigga, don't trust him I work the block like I'm up to something Got Cali kush and it's musty, nigga [Chorus: Rockstar Marqo] I'm in L.A., pull up, valet Swerved off in an Aston VS stones and they flashing Gucci, Bally, nigga, check out the fashion Rockstar, I'm a party crasher Like the Rari, but the Lamb go faster Too many chains, slave master Ayy look, straight off the lot and I'm whipping Paper tag, 12 gave me a ticket Liu Kang when I kick it Left wrist, twenty bags of midget Trap in designer, I cook in the kitchen Paper tag off the lot, nigga, I'm whipping Pull up on your bitch, she's with it Mike Tyson diamonds hitting [Verse 2: Rockstar Marqo] Uh, cruising down Sunset, bad bitch in a sundress I work her out like a Bowflex, rough sex Uh, think I'm a ref when I play with the TEC Got a plug in New York with the green and the white like the Jets I got the cheat code like I'm taking a test I got goons and they pressing I walk around, I ain't never stressing Gotta shoot first, ain't second guessing My best friend named Smith & Wesson I got plugs like a Tesla Danny Glover, keep a lethal weapon Selling combos like Checkers Got too much weight, Nutty Professor [Chorus: Rockstar Marqo] I'm in L.A., pull up, valet Swerved off in an Aston VS stones and they flashing Gucci, Bally, nigga, check out the fashion Rockstar, I'm a party crasher Like the Rari, but the Lamb go faster Too many chains, slave master Ayy look, straight off the lot and I'm whipping Paper tag, 12 gave me a ticket Liu Kang when I kick it Left wrist, twenty bags of midget Trap in designer, I cook in the kitchen Paper tag off the lot, nigga, I'm whipping Pull up on your bitch, she's with it Mike Tyson diamonds hitting