Rich Sk**z - Party lyrics

[Verse 1: Chanel West Coast] Where all my b**hes? Stacking up these riches Sing your whips like bridges Balling out, my b**hes I'm about them digits Money tall, yours midgets Never dull, I switch it Barred your b**h, bridge it Keep them haters hating For my spot they waiting Like hotels in Vegas The odds in my favour Why you salty, bacon Cause you see us out here caking I drop it low, a** shaking Homies got to go if they faking Go harder than a p**n star Do it, that's the sports car Smoking dope, bill mark Dropping dough so far Middle finger to the haters Getting drunk, no chasers Turning up, no neighbours Cause we sitting on ten acres [Hook: Chanel West Coast] Let's get this party started We gon' finish when we finish Ba** up in my system That's enough to get me twisted No matter where we at That motherf**er packed Party to my limits, let the haters live with that Party party party, inviting everybody body body Where that after party party party? Damn, so f**ed up And I don't give a f** [Verse 2: Honey Cocaine] Tell me who fresh like me? Walk up in the club, we don't need ID Who young, who rich and a G like me? I work too hard cause the money ain't free Now I'm balling, look b**h I'm balling Me and my b**hes hella fly, why he calling? These n***as falling, but never do I show any type of love Thug b**h, never been the type to love But I'd rather take shots till the night is up Bring motherf**ing bottles b**h, bring the cups Why you turnt down, turnt down for what? b**h, turnt down for what? My homie just die, b**h burn it up People think they know who I am Why I party every night? You will never understand It's a cold world so pour me cold shots The party so packed, I see the whole block Wa**up? [Hook: Chanel West Coast] Let's get this party started We gon' finish when we finish Ba** up in my system That's enough to get me twisted No matter where we at That motherf**er packed Party to our limits Let my haters live with that Party party party, inviting everybody body body Where that after party party party? Damn, so f**ed up And I don't give a f** [Verse 3: Chanel West Coast] Dripping in that [?] Colour [?] You better [?], like we eating chow mein Don't ever doubt me, bottles cost one G Models all around me, waiters like allow me I got love for everybody out there Doing what they wanna like nobody here It's the weekend so let's get loose Worked so hard so we can get loose Shots hell hot, a chill, red goose Straight up liquor, we don't need no juice I got figures pouring up like a boost Damn with Wayne, Wiz and Amber So turn up like that vegetable We feel incredible 100 with no decimals Broke down on my genitals Don't be scared, it's edible Go hard, let's get s**ual Keep it up, pedestal [Hook: Chanel West Coast & Honey Cocaine] Let's get this party started (Yeaaaah) We gon' finish when we finish (Yeah) Ba** up in my system (Word) That's enough to get me twisted (b**h) No matter where we at (Nah) That motherf**er packed (Yeah) Party to our limits Let my haters live with that (Uhhh) Party party party, inviting everybody body body (Yeah) Where that after party party party? (Turn up, I need all these b**hes to turn up) Damn, so f**ed up (Going all in right here) And I don't give a f** (Real talk)