[Intro: Lil Durk]
Yeah, gang, gang, gang, gang
Yeah, oh, oh

[Chorus: Lil Durk & Trav]
This a real n***a party (This a real n***a party)
Ain't no fuck n***as invited (Ain't no fuck n***as invited)
Real n***a party (Real n***a party)
Ain't no bitch n***as invited (Ain't no bitch n***as invited)
Diamond VVS's, we don't count no blessings
If that lil' ho special, take her to the west end

[Post-Chorus: Trav]
I'm in my room, if your girls down havin’ one or two
If she stay down, get a new pair of shoes

[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
The shit that we doin' is too for real, my famous bitch get an Uzi still
A lot of pounds and a pool of pills, three hunnid thousand on new appeals
Got a Glock .23, and a Ruger still, if you was raised how I was raised, n***a, you a killa
Abandon apartments, trap, sleep, had school in the mornin'
Sold coke on the corner, had a gun at his head and n***a ain't blow it
N***a we ain't goin', shot, shot, forty-five, now they always goin'
You a bitch, you annoyin', n***a took your shit and you tried to ignore it
And I came from a storm, he say he tricked under pressure then you leave 'em no choice
Streets gave you a voice, fake-ass n***a try to take me for some coins
Lil' homie do right, everytime I go to school, leavin' my Jordans
Street n***a important, can't slide in a cab, we gon' slide in a tourist
Smoke out the pound, might as well, since I paid for abortion, yeah, yeah, yeah
Drop the number, we there, real n***as come around rare
Fuck n***as can't come around here, Cartier shades on stare
Told her I don't pay for no hair, New York, it get dangerous there
Turned to a pack, get famous
[Chorus: Lil Durk & Trav]
This a real n***a party (This a real n***a party)
Ain't no fuck n***as invited (Ain't no fuck n***as invited)
Real n***a party (Real n***a party)
Ain't no bitch n***as invited (Ain't no bitch n***as invited)
Diamond VVS's, we don't count no blessings
If that lil' ho special, take her to the west end

[Post-Chorus: Trav]
I'm in my room, if your girls down havin’ one or two
If she stay down, get a new pair of shoes

[Verse 2: Trav]
She told me don't bust in her face, but I still do it
I got all the paper, like a mil' through it
And I'm grindin' like I'm broke, cause bills always go
Ain't gotta hustle no more, but I choose to
All the money I spent on war, I coulda bought a Patek
And I told these boys to fold, they don't want no static
Showed your gun and you ain't shoot, you a flash dancer
I'm a gangster and a goon, I'm a gangbanger
Bitch I'm quick to grip the pole, make it click and blow at your throat, n***a, if it's war
Them I'm at your door, real-ass pimp, quick to snatch your ho
Fuck a actress ho, at the room at the west end, fucked her right there on the floor

[Chorus: Lil Durk & Trav]
This a real n***a party (This a real n***a party)
Ain't no fuck n***as invited (Ain't no fuck n***as invited)
Real n***a party (Real n***a party)
Ain't no bitch n***as invited (Ain't no bitch n***as invited)
Diamond VVS's, we don't count no blessings
If that lil' ho special, take her to the west end
[Post-Chorus: Trav]
I'm in my room, if your girls down havin’ one or two
If she stay down, get a new pair of shoes