THR3AT

It's going to be one of those nights I can already fucking tell

It’s a Saturday night, and the feeling's right

Let’s go all out tonight, let’s start the biggest riot

I’ve had too many drinks, it makes it hard to think

And when we roll in deep the party stops and speaks

Look at me, I need to speak to you

You fucking talk too much, I’ve had enough of you

Who said that? That I was over done

You tell 'em shut their mouth, I’ve only just begun

Everybody's buzzin' off their minds

Don’t fucking piss me off, tonight is not the night

You fucking talk too much, why do you try so hard?

If you would open up, We wouldn’t play your card

Keep your hands off me, I’ll take you to the ground

If you knew me well, know I don’t fuck around

I wouldn’t make a threat if I were you I say

I wouldn’t make a threat if I were you

I can’t keep saying that it’s okay, cause it’s really not

I can’t keep making these threats

This is my way of handling, This is my way of venting out

This is my biggest threat, you wanna fuck with me

Your fucking with the best of them

Who the fuck are you? And what the fuck do you know?

Why should I listen to you? That’s it

I throw you on the ground, you're not getting up, you're not getting down with me

I throw you on the ground, you're not getting up, you're not getting down