Late to the Party

Ayy, ayy

Joyner, Joyner, Joyner, Joyner

Joyner, Joyner, yah

Feels like I did so much dirt, I don't believe in karma (ayy)

Did so much dirt, I had to sleep with armor (yah)

All these niggas fuck around, someone better warn 'em (whoa)

Like, just roll up with that chopper, they ain't see it coming (bra-bra-bra)

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

Just broke up with my bitch, I don't believe in drama (ayy, yah)

Plus she for the streets, so I don't even want her (whoa)

'Bout to show her true colors, it ain't even autumn (ayy, ayy)

I got me some money, I needed the coupe (coupe-coupe), needed the coupe

Ridin' alone, just me and my dudes

A nigga like me never needed a groove

A nigga like me never needed to shoot (ah), I got the shooters

They pull the trigger and hit your medulla

This ain't no bullet that you can maneuver

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

I took his chain and called him an Uber

I got the band, and got the bazooka

This for them days I was scraping for change

And would do anything just to get me some mula

I'm sick and tired of these niggas calling 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 hoe my hooky, like skip school

I remember times we was kids too

Just some youngins getting high, we was lit too

Ain't no limit to the grind when the rents due

I got money on my mind and some bricks too

I been drinking all my pain 'til I'm crawling

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

She 'on't wanna got to sleep 'til the morning

Mirrors on the sink, I been staring at my face

I don't wanna be late to the party

So much on my mind, but I do this every time

I been drinking all this pain 'til I'm crawling

I don't wanna go to sleep 'til the morning

I don't wanna go to sleep, rather do that when I'm dead and gone

Pop open some 42, she rather do the Ketel One

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

Smoking Js to the face, I can't be getting 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'll never find another man like me, even with a thesaurus

Got more trees than a forest

Charge 200K for the verse and another one for the chorus

Stacking this money enormous, if she with Dolla, she gorgeous

If she with Dolla, for sure, she give me that head like a walrus

Most 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

New Celine, yeah, whole collection in your closet

Tryna pick out something for this party

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

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

She don't wanna got to sleep 'til the mornin' (yah, yah)

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

And I don't wanna be late to the party (ayy, ayy)

So much on my mind, but I do this every time

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

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

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

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

She don't wanna go to sleep 'til the mornin'

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

I don't wanna be late to the party

So much on my mind, but I do this every time

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

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