Late To The Party (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

(Ayy, ayy)

(Joyner, Joyner, Joyner, Joyner)

Feels like I did so much dirt I don't believe in karma

Did so much dirt I had to sleep with armor

All these niggas fuck around, someone better warn 'em

Like just roll up with that chopper, they ain't see it comin'

And I ain't scared of shit, don't wanna see your honor

Just broke up with my bitch, I don't believe in drama

Plus she for the streets, I don't even want her

'Bout to show your true colors, it ain't even autumn

I got me some money, I needed the coupe, needed the coupe

Bought it, don't loan, just me and my dues

And nigga like me never needed the groove

And nigga like me never needed to shoot, I got the shooters

Bullet straight to your head hit your medulla

This ain't no bullet that you can maneuver

I got them jumpin' right out they Pumas, it wasn't no rumor

I took his chain and called him an Uber

I got the band, got the bazooka

This for them days I was scrapin' for change

And would do anything just to get me some mula

I'm sick and tired of these n****s callin' me a sellout 'cause I took a trip to the jeweler

And I just filled a hunnid on my wrist too

And yeah, I think I'm cocky 'cause I'm rich too

And yeah, I might just go up in your bitch too

Called that ho my hook, yeah, I like scare the screw

I remember times we were kids too

Just some youngins gettin' high, we was lit too

Aint don commit to the grind when them friends do

I got money on my mind and some bricks too

I been drinkin' all my pain till I'm crawlin'

Pour it till it's empty, lil bad bitch with me

She don't wanna got to sleep till the mornin'

Merits on the sink, I been starin' at my face

I don't wanna be late to the party

Someone chill my mind, but I do this every time

I been drinkin' all this pain till I'm crawlin'

I don't wanna go to sleep till the mornin'

I don't wanna go to sleep

Rather do that when I'm dead and gone

Pop open some 42, she rather do the kettle one

Now she givin' me advice 'bout some shit that she ain't never done

Smokin' Js to the face, I can't be gettin' high with everyone

Left and crashed the Porsche, that's okay bitch, I had insurance

Left and did some numbers, I came back and bought the Urus

Say that all she need from me is a little assurance

She never find another man like me even with a thesaurus

Got more Gs than a forest

Charge two-hundred K for the verse and another one for the chorus

Stackin' this money enormous, this bitch bet she look gorgeous

This bitch bet for sure, she give me that head like a walrus

Bunch of these niggas sound the same these days and that shit garbage

Big bro told me: Lil' homie, just be you regardless

Came from them apartments

Now you the owner of them apartments

Used to lean, yeah, whole collection in your closet

Tryna pick out somethin' for this party

I been drinkin' all my pain till I'm crawlin'

Pour it till it's empty, lil bad bitch with me

She don't wanna got to sleep till the mornin'

Mirrors on the sink, I been starin' at my face

I don't wanna be late to the party

Someone chill my mind, but I do this every time

I been drinkin' all this pain till I'm crawlin'

I don't wanna go to sleep till the mornin'