[Verse 1}
Ay, Ay
I got a view of the city
Just gotta peak through the trees
17th right down the street
Most the bars open til 3
If I go out to the club ay
I just get high then I leave
When I'm with you I don't sleep nah
When I'm with you I don't eat nah
When I'm with you I'm so confident
But when you wear off I'm the opposite
Maybe you hate me maybe I'm Banksy
Maybe I'm Mr. anonymous
Rather be right than be nice
Rather be lifted than clean
If you're gonna ruin a life
I'd rather you did it with me
[Hook]
I see the mountains from here
Seems like I hardly could breathe
I had too many to drink
No after party for me
No after party for me
Not after what I have seen
All of the lies that you tell
It's getting hard to believe
I see the mountains from here
Seems like I hardly could breathe
I had too many to drink
No after party for me
No after party for me
Not after what I have seen
All of the lies that you tell
It's getting hard to believe
[Verse 2]
Shoutout to the women that came through
If I see em tell em thank you
I got an apartment in Bankview
Balcony wide with the dank view
Now you say you want a chance?
You should pay me in advance
I'm a dog I'm a dog
You a lady and a tramp ay
Don't act like you not
I know that you asked for me back but just stop
I know that you hate every track that I drop
So I'm snapping I'm snapping like crackle and pop
Rather be right than be nice
Rather be lifted than clean
If you're gonna ruin a life
I'd rather you did it with me
[Hook]
I see the mountains from here
Seems like I hardly could breathe
I had too many to drink
No after party for me
No after party for me
Not after what I have seen
All of the lies that you tell
It's getting hard to believe
I see the mountains from here
Seems like I hardly could breathe
I had too many to drink
No after party for me
No after party for me
Not after what I have seen
All of the lies that you tell
It's getting hard to believe
[Verse 3]
I see you when I close my eyes yeah yeah
You say you love me but you lied yeah yeah
Black table with the white stripes
Green bottle with the red stamp
Mean ending to a nice night
Out here living like a dead man
Run in circles tryna chase tail
And she ain't even give me head damn
She ain't even bout the bread man
She ain't even out the bed man
It's my party I'll cry if I want
Should I go can't decide what I want
But I'm probably dyin' if I ever stop
And I'm probably flyin' if I ever drop and girl
Honestly I am in no state of mind to be driving this high after 9 of them shots
I know I'd pull me over if I was the cops
I been closing my eyes just to find what I lost
No afterparty for me
No Afterparty was written by Brandon Taylor.
No Afterparty was produced by Brandon Taylor.
Brandon Taylor released No Afterparty on Mon Jan 28 2019.