Party At 8

[Verse 1]
3 am woah, still I work making money I won't let you blow
Face, cash, big pocket, and my nigga got a job at NASA working with a rocket
Ass thick a bad bitch, attitude stuck on roof, bitch
Pussy tight, huge lips, pussy wet like South Beach call my dick a cruise ship
I'm in Balmain everyday, Balmain all day
I'mma D boy with the tints, make that [?]

[Hook]
I'mma sing to these hoes some
I hit the gin then we smoke
Fuck the hookah I need real wrappers
Fuck fake diamonds I need real diamonds
Fuck your plug I need a real pill
I'm getting money with the real

[Verse 2]
6 am woah, still I work making money I won't let you blow
Still I work making money I won't let you blow
I'm greedy I need eennie, minnie, I need moe
Pimp daddy, lil' mama, I not into long sentences get to the comma
Big pockets, wire transfers, why the fuck the bottle goes more fire than the dancers
Shout out to the swipers, pop more bottles with the scammers
Ain't no tricking ain't no hoe gon' call me Santa
My flag red and white

[Hook]
I'mma sing to these hoes some
I hit the gin then we smoke
Fuck the hookah I need real wrappers
Fuck fake diamonds I need real diamonds
Fuck your plug I need a real pill
I'm getting money with the real
I keep on singing to these hoes
I hit the gin then we smoke