I Am A Party

[Intro: TRASSH]
Yeah bitch ugly
Don't know me
No you're not my homie
Yeah bitch ugly
She don't know me
No she not my homie
[?]
[?]

[Chorus: TRASSH]
When I come back it's a wrap (Yeah)
Got hella snacks in my backpack (Yeah)
Tryna relax ain't no jet lag (Yeah)
Jet speed when I fly up silver bags (Yeah)
New shit when I'm flying golden tags (Yeah)
I'm stunting look at all my bags (Yeah)
Take a break out of the matrix (Yeah)
Try to have the world but they didn't save it
I'm just paying my dues to all the lame shit
I be like let's go under, under [?] shit

[Verse 1: TRASSH]
Trippy hoe in the back where I wanna
I'm just tryna throw money on ya
It's a guap shower and we out here
We are geeking out like it's a school year
Check, check
Try to slow my UFO down for this (Brr)
Niggas making it like they life is the hardest (Brr)
But they ain't even have to struggle a creation (Creation)
With the [?]
Got the [?]
Got the [?]
Girls on my lips (My lips)
Got her smiling (Smiling)
From a diamond (Diamond)
[?]
Got to find her (Find her)
I know you could relax if I talk about you
And I talk about the pack
And I talk about the [?] that I'm wearing
Got all these people around me staring acting like (Staring)
They don't know who I am
Now I gotta turn up (Turn up)
Got clit fairy in my syrup (Syrup)
I am not a burner (Not a burner)
And my style so unique I'll burn you all out
Yeah I am so sorry
I come through this bitch looking like I am a party
I am so sorry
I come through this bitch looking like I am a party

[Verse 2: Boiled Onion]
Yeah, yeah I'm a party
Oh yeah can tell my ID
[?]
Take it easy all night
Used to be [?]
[?]
[?]
[?]
[?]
[?]
[?]
Nobody knows sorry
[?] IG
Yeah, yeah I'm a party
Oh yeah I'm [?]
Yeah, yeah I'm a party
Oh yeah I'm a party
Yeah, yeah I'm a party
Oh yeah I'm a party
Yeah, yeah I'm a party
Oh yeah I'm a party
Yeah, yeah I'm a party
Oh yeah I'm a party
I'm so sorry
I can be the person
I'm so sorry
We can [?] anyways
I'm so sorry
I can be the person
I'm so sorry
We can [?] anyways

[Chorus: TRASSH]
Oh what's up with that? (Yeah)
Bite her from the back (Yeah)
When I come back it's a wrap (Yeah)
Got hella snacks in my backpack (Yeah)
Tryna relax ain't no jet lag (Yeah)
Jet speed when I fly up silver bags (Yeah)
New shit when I'm flying golden tags (Yeah)
I'm stunting look at all my bags (Yeah)
Take a break out of the matrix (Yeah)
Try to have the world but they didn't save it
I'm just paying my dues to all the lame shit
I be like let's go under, under [?] shit