Festival Music

[Produced by Jay Cass]

[Verse 1]
All the hoes like he should be on tv
Cause a nigga on fire like a tiki
Young kids in my city wanna be me
But I'm no role model ho, you see me
And I keep My blunt filled wit kiwi
Might dump a little Molly in my Fiji
Met this bad bitch on vacation from Amsterdam look like RiRi
I'm bad
Fuck your life and your weak ass ways
Spot too turnt cause the beat on bang
Poured up in my cup I don't need cocaine
But my girl sniff (blow) and she go both ways
That's why she so crazy
And I don't call her my lady
No I just call her when in Rolling through her hood to get wavy
She talking...

[Voicemail- Anonymous Crazy Chick]

[Verse 2]
That's right!
All this drank gonna fit in this sprite
All these bitches gonna fuck first night
I love my niggas and I love my life
Roll paper planes get high like kites
Alright alright alright alright
Alright alright alright alright
I'm dynamite like JJ spit like AKs
I got champagne, purp and edibles
I hit it first like Ray J
I don't do no fuckin Nae Nae
She just strip and call me Bae Bae
We was trippin yesterday (Ay ay)
Acid trips she sniffin yay yay
Hit Coachella, Bonnaroo too
Flashing Titties acting kookoo
Saw her at Buku in New Orleans Creole bitches doing VooDoo
Spices Cajun she be raging
Getting money counting faces I be out in different places
Where they say my flow amazing

[Hook] (x2)
Nigga out here just fuckin off dough
Can't a young nigga get money on the road?
Party like festivals smoke vegetables 28 grams in an Oh

Let's Go!

[Bridge]
Party with my partners and we smoking dope!
Do whatever it is you do just please don't overdose
Make you act a fool when you on the floor
Mosh pits and live shit my niggas throwing bows

[Hook] (x2)

Let's Go!