In the Party

[Intro: Lil Yee]
Ayy, this that mask up, leave your phone at home
HR, jump in it, change the plates, tint it up, sk-sk-sk
Ayy

[Chorus: Lil Yee]
Heard the opps in the party, they don't wanna hear my song (They don't wanna hear it)
Ah-ah, DJ, cut it on (Go)
Take the traction off the Benz, third base, it's slidin' home (Slide, yeah)
Ah-ah, wonder why your bitch go
I know niggas speakin' down on me, I already know
Niggas keep on actin' like this shit ain't on the floor (Go)
First check I got from Nima, shit, I went and bought some poles (Yeah)
Second check I got from Ghazi, I went and bought a load (A piece)

[Verse 1: Lil Yee]
And I ain't been broke in a minute (Uh-uh)
Yeah, nigga, I'm that rich nigga spinnin' (Alright, go)
Ayy, niggas talkin', I don't get it (I don't get it, no)
Heard he had a little buzz, now he finished (That nigga dead)
And that shit dried up, ain't no money down there
And them lil' foot soldiers ain't pumpin' no fear
Rappin' all them murders in your songs, who dead? (What the fuck?)
Why you all on Instagram? Bitch, you tryna go fed (Police-ass nigga)
I know niggas don't like me, so what? I don't care (I don't care)
I got stars in the ceiling, bitch, I change the atmosphere (Go)
And I just made a killing off the gummy last year
On my way to the house, shit, I almost hit a deer

[Chorus: Lil Yee]
Heard the opps in the party, they don't wanna hear my song (They don't wanna hear it)
Ah-ah, DJ, cut it on (Go)
Take the traction off the Benz, third base, it's slidin' home (Slide, yeah)
Ah-ah, wonder why your bitch go
I know niggas speakin' down on me, I already know
Niggas keep on actin' like this shit ain't on the floor (Go)
First check I got from Nima, shit, I went and bought some poles (Yeah)
Second check I got from Ghazi, I went and bought a load (A piece)

[Verse 2: Lil Bean]
Rami on the beat, bitch, I'm goin' off
Same nigga by myself when it's four of y'all
If the police askin' questions, I don't know at all
Brother say he on a diet, just sipped a four raw
Think we in a marching band how we play with drumsticks
Took my niggas out the hood, we still on that dumb shit
This bitch head so crazy, make a nigga cum quick
In my Nike jogging suit, you can see I run shit, yeah
I just made a couple thousand on a fluke again
All this water 'round my neck, I need some scuba gear
You can't let a nigga trail you, gotta play your mirrors
I can see through all them smiles and them fake veneers
What I spend in a day what you make a year
Bitch hit off EDD and went and bought a rear
F&N on me now, who I gotta fear?
I can tell you what it is, but you gotta see it

[Chorus: Lil Yee]
Heard the opps in the party, they don't wanna hear my song (They don't wanna hear it)
Ah-ah, DJ, cut it on (Go)
Take the traction off the Benz, third base, it's slidin' home (Slide, yeah)
Ah-ah, wonder why your bitch go
I know niggas speakin' down on me, I already know
Niggas keep on actin' like this shit ain't on the floor (Go)
First check I got from Nima, shit, I went and bought some poles (Yeah)
Second check I got from Ghazi, I went and bought a load (A piece)