We Just Came To Party

[Interlude: Zin]
You keep talking crap
And you gon’ get clapped
I don’t care which way
I still shoot with a gat (I’m still ga-)
(Ziiiiiiin!)

[Verse 1: Zin]
I just came to potty
I ain’t feeling good
I gotta go take a dump right now, wood
Your man grilling and I just threw up on my tennis shoes
When I’m taking a dump I’m spitting these bars dude
You see me shitting and then you see me shitting more
When I shit, I’m basically cloning whore
And when you jerk your body really I’m not in the mood
Take me to the room, I’m gonna blow up like an inner tube

[Verse 2: Keithsu]
Guess who it is? It’s Keithsu
I ain’t come here to beat you
But if you step out of line, and you whine
Then I’m gonna get the shank and (???)
I don’t care how many friends you havе
Or how many gang members you’re in contact with
I don’t carе how many industry people you know
Or how many social media views you got

[Hook: Akuma, S.B.2.(?), Zeo]
We just came to party
We ain't come in here to start shit with nobody
Girl, we just wanna see you work that, work that body
With your man lookin' like he could murk somebody
He just sipped a lil' bit too much Bacardi
He done tripped into this cup and spilled it on me
Now he’s starting to talk crap to Swift and Naunie
He’s about to get the shit kicked in, no doubt

[Verse 3: LuckyTaaru]
I ain’t got no time to fall for your stupid bait
You’re just preventing me from being great
You’re tryna drag me onto your level, but I’m a lyrical devil
I’m a monster too, I ain’t got time to mess with you
I guess you are the real monster
Cuz like Santa said you’re a ho-ho-homo but you’re closeted
So you’re in my closet, tryna haunt me
But you ain’t gonna haunt me I’m not beefing

[Verse 4: Ant-1]
Y’all sleeping on me like you’re in a casket
You don’t want Dex to check you, nope you don’t
Cuz I’m not gonna play this year
I ain’t playing you better stop beefing
Cuz I ain’t playing, when I see you beefing
Don’t expect me to pull up to your crib
Cuz I’m gonna pull up to you at the park
And Imma try to smack you so hard
Ow!

[Hook: Akuma, S.B.2.(?), Zeo]
We just came to party
We ain't come in here to start shit with nobody
Girl, we just wanna see you work that, work that body
With your man lookin' like he could murk somebody
He just sipped a lil' bit too much Bacardi
He done tripped into this cup and spilled it on me
Now he’s starting to talk crap to Swift and Naunie
He’s about to get the shit kicked in, no doubt

[Verse 5: Tenshi]
Ammunition time
I’m about to rhyme
With ammunition, competition
I’m wrecking it
I’m suiting up the block
Shooting up the opps
I don’t got time to mess with the cops
I ain’t (beep)!
At the same burger joint where (beep) used to hang out
But I ain’t gonna do nothing shady
I just came to party like Inari
Imma go get the ‘cardi

[Verse 6: Zeo]
It’s a new year and I ain’t gonna let
No fake friends in my zone
I ain’t gonna let y’all spy on me like drones
Y’all are clones
When I actually pick up the mic, y’all will be bones
Greenface Capable ain’t capable of topping
What I’m about to do this year
Cuz when I pick up the mic and burn his face down
He’s gonna have a green face to compliment his gown

[Hook: Akuma, S.B.2.(?), Zeo]
We just came to party
We ain't come in here to start shit with nobody
Girl, we just wanna see you work that, work that body
With your man lookin' like he could murk somebody
He just sipped a lil' bit too much Bacardi
He done tripped into this cup and spilled it on me
Now he’s starting to talk crap to Swift and Naunie
He’s about to get the shit kicked in, no doubt
We just came to party
We ain't come in here to start shit with nobody
Girl, we just wanna see you work that, work that body
With your man lookin' like he could murk somebody
He just sipped a lil' bit too much Bacardi
He done tripped into this cup and spilled it on me
Now he’s starting to talk crap to Swift and Naunie
He’s about to get the shit kicked in, no doubt

[Outro: LuckyTaaru]
Yeah
Inari Records 2022
Shout out to my boy Zeo
Akuma
Tenshi
Dex
Zin
Oz
GUI
All my boys at Stoneface Records
All my boys at Nadiac
Even you too S.B.2., you get a shoutout
Shout out to my boy Keithsu
Daniel Malala
Cusa
44RON

[Freestyle: S.B.2.]
And I’m spitting lyrically causing tyranny
In your entire town, you see
See, you see, I am D-har Mann
I’m spitting these D-bars Mann
And I’m driving your D-car Mann
I stole the keys hard man
You see, I’m fair and square
Like a chair, and you’re there
You’re over there
And I’m slapping the shit out of you
And you can’t really do anything about it
And you’re just screaming
Steaming, I’m steaming, putting this awfully hot coffee pot
On Shxdow’s little peenie, but can he even call it a peenie
Because he has a little sissy clit, but he can’t even call it a peenie
Because he has such a small weenie, and he’s skinny
He’s scared that’s he’s gonna get the steaming hot co(ck?)
(What the fuck) He’s screening, he’s going to a screening
And he’s speaming, screaming, to stop
But I ain’t gonna stop until the cops come
Cuz I’m just gonna keep stabbing him
Imma keep jabbing him, with a 1-2 left hook
And bite off his ear like Mike Tyson
Cuz I’m gonna knock him out
He’s in the chair screaming and he’s there and he’s scared