[Intro]
(ripsquad)

[Chorus]
Fuck your party, we gon' crash it
Jumpin' off the rope like Jeff Hardy, your face get bashed in
Model ho, she rockin' Ed Hardy, she gon' get thrashed in (Yeah)
I been waitin' for this, ain't throwin' no lob, no, I ain't passin'
Fuck-Fuck-Fuck your party, we gon' crash it
Jumpin' off the rope like Jeff Hardy, your face get bashed in
Model ho, she rockin' Ed Hardy, she gon' get thrashed in (Yeah)
I been waitin' for this, ain't throwin' no lob, no, I ain't passin' (Yo)

[Verse]
Yeah, runnin' to that bag, bitch (Woo)
I'on know what to tell you, bae, but I promise I ain't average (Woah)
Hit Clearport right now to catch your flight, just bring your baggage
I put you in designer when you ain’t have nothin', I made you a bad bitch
I'on wan' say too much when it comеs to this shit, but I'm tired of clashin'
They can go 'head and talk, I'm putting up points up on this baskеt
Miami beach and it's hot as the fuck, so I'm really just out here baskin'
I wanted more, she finna hit my phone and send the lo'
I was so savage, livin' by the code
I call up Nino, he gon' make it blow (Bih')
Took a two-liter, pour me up a four
I know some bitches ready down to blow
Oh, no, no, I ain't talkin' 'bout a blick
I mean she takin' dick until she choke
It's a hundred rounds and the clip extended, bitch, uh
Yeah, they let me down, cut 'em off, I'm such a bitch
I take the top off the 'Vette when I skrrt off
I felt the shit in my heart when I heard her
I'm finna tweak in this bitch with my shirt off
Skrrt in this bih' way too fast, tires burn off
[Chorus]
Fuck-Fuck-fuck your party, we gon' crash it
Jumpin' off the rope like Jeff Hardy, your face get bashed in (Yeah)
Model ho, she rockin' Ed Hardy, she gon' get thrashed in (Yo)
I been waitin' for this, ain't throwin' no lob, no, I ain't passin' (Yo)