FTP

Lyrics

Hook: Fuck this party we workin x8 Fuck this party we workin Got no time for nothin but purpose All this crowds are making me nervous I'm jus tryna provide a service I'm out drinkin and i'm feelin worthless Vision blurry while I lay these verses Savin all of my money for purchase Fuck this party we workin Verse 1: I ain't tryna have beef I'm just tryna go back home and make some heat In my zone and im flowin on the beat Al Capone with the tommy like rrr-eet I been workin hard all day Tryna get it more than one way Homerun step up to the plate Every day the easy way Every day I'm in the paint Shoulda sent this beat to Drake Made another beat today Low pass filter on the bass Then i fly away on my own private plane Delta off to London then my Spirit back to Spain Spirit Bomb shawty and I go Super Saiyan Hate it and I love it i ain't talkin bout the Game I don't pop the xan I don't really feel the same Swervin thru the lanes gotta get my tires changed Skrrtin in that Honda woo, now my tires burnin Hunnid miles to my lab then i'm back to workin (Hook) Verse 2: Fuck this party man I'm out I'm smokin them cookies like girl scout, how Gettin this shit like a first down Runnin and passin im comin thru now w the ounce Booties up and down im Big Freedia with the bounce Poppadubb with the Philly Club right now I been round the world man I party all the time Wanna get Yung Skrrt then you gotta wait in line I'm goin up, Stanley Cup, Wayne Gretzky with the puck Run and duck, hit you with the uppercut Goro tough, four arms what the fuck Four fists hit you in the face like a truck With the semi, eatin good dinner Tryna eat credit card denied How you gettin money when you party all the time Don't party anymore man i'm workin all the time (Hook)