Fucked up at the party

[Intro:]
Oh ayo, Vyzer-

[Chorus:]
We're getting fucked up at the party, tonight
Come into fashion king
Poppin' Mollies, getting closer to lie
(Bitch you are nobody to me)
We're breaking bottles after bottles, and my bitch a supermodel
Yeah, she hit up naughty [?] make up at McDonald's
We're getting fucked up at the party tonight
Come into fashion king
Poppin' Mollies, getting closer to lie
Bitch you are nobody to me
We're breaking bottles after bottles, and my bitch a supеrmodel
Yeah, she hit up naughty [?] makе up at McDonald's

[Verse:]
Yeah, we're getting drunk
Pop some Mollies, have some fun
Yeah, they kicked out on the run
Couples [?]
Oh, I even started, by the [?]
Tell me what you want
Tell me your desires girl
We can get it done

[Post-Chorus:]
Now feel like I'm at the top of the logo
Sippin' [?] on my brand, like a logo
[?] some shit, fucked my shit up, yeah
Dress up and goes

[Bridge:]
Your mother taking slow
I'll double it to your bro
[?] no fucking [?]

[Pre-Chorus:]
When we walk into the club
Designer clothes, designer drugs
And it on me, to think of sluts
I only share my pills with boys
That's it, now we goin' hard
Cupidity to give a fuck
Play my music, get in club
'Cause we wanna turn it up

[Chorus:]
We're getting fucked up at the party, tonight
Come into fashion king
Poppin' Mollies, getting closer to lie
(Bitch you are nobody to me)
We're breaking bottles after bottles, and my bitch a supermodel
Yeah, she hit up naughty [?] make up at McDonald's
We're getting fucked up at the party tonight
Come into fashion king
Poppin' Mollies, getting closer to lie
Bitch you are nobody to me
We're breaking bottles after bottles, and my bitch a supermodel
Yeah, she hit up naughty [?] make up at McDonald's