[Intro: Lowkey] Mmm Lowkey [Verse 1] Yeah you know I did it for the turn up (Turn up turn up turn up turn up) Did it so no fake turn up Okay I'm coolin', I'm boolin While they schoolin', make learners I make it cool to go murder Fake sh** out here is unheard of Im still FAR Party man But I'm takin' sh** further I'll go and be a goat and all you sheep meet your herder I go ahead and skeet and make ya b**h lick my curd up Okay I'm tryna go stir up All these f**s who deferred us I tell ya b**h "Go 'head, go 'head, go 'head drop it low" She do it like pro, know she been here since before Yeah, she pop it for Papi I met that chick in my lobby She go and make it her hobby How she roll on that molly I just went and just popped one 'Bout to f** the whole block up Ask them "Where the birds at? Tell em bring the whole flock up" sh** is Gucci So I make it lit like I'm Flocka Do it like El Chapo, free my mans when he locked up Tell the man to sound blockas If they tryna block us Never been blocked before (No!) f** 'em tryna stop us And stalk us, tryna get on this guest list Well f** 'em (f** 'em, man, and) Hand the waitress this check list, like [Hook] Fifty bottles I need fifty bottles Hundred pound ace of spade Waste size of the models Fifty bottles I need fifty bottles One each, I'm going state to state This year I'm on colossal Fifty bottles I need fifty bottles Hundred pound ace of spade Waste size of the models Fifty bottles I need fifty bottles One each, I'm going state to state This year I'm on colossal Fifty bottles [Verse 2] sh** just start to hit me (God damn!) No tolerance Believe or not like Ripley Know I brought the Party with me Drownin' in champagne - Whitney Strictly Bacardi Yeah Bacardi for the party She want then just tell her that she gotta move her body (Move that) Then just hop up in the Audi Learn just why they call me, they call me Audi Papi, man I'm so sloppy like [Outro] Uh yeah Drop it Pop it Fifty bottles Yeah Drop it Fifty Bottles Pop it Fifty Bottles