YoungBoy Never Broke Again, Peewee Longway - Drug Party lyrics

[YoungBoy Never Broke Again, Peewee Longway - Drug Party lyrics]

(Torey Montana, T T T Tino)

I don’t wan' talk, no disrespect, my nigga
Cut the check he cut my pay and we gon'
Cut his motherfuckin' neck
Cut up on a Yacht, in the sky
We turnt up on a jet bitch, how I look now?
Hold yo' breath, no, you ain’t gotta say it
I’m like "Suck me now
While Lil' Ben hit you from the back"
Catch me in that Nawf, posted up
Out duckin' from the tests
Never met a chaser
I won’t chase her just because she bad
False allegations, niggas hatin'
But they really fans
Blow you one, shoot him in his head
Since he think he playin' show him once
You a never have to prove yo' point again
(Never) told you once
Bitch don’t make me have to
Tell yo' ass again
Chosen one, I got all my niggas comin'
Meet the clan
Audemar on my arm, cost a lot of bands
Watch me do my dance
I just made a hundred grand
Nigga, come direct
I can’t hear a thing you sayin' (Shh)
Catch me if you can
I think that I’m too advanced

Wait, hold up, man
Jugg party it’s a jugg party (Wait, wait)
Drug party, it’s a drug party
(Wait, hol’ up gangsta)
Jugg party it’s a jugg party
(Wait, nigga, wait)
Drug party, it’s a drug party

I keep that stick on me
Montana keep that tool on 'em
They wan' get rid of me
But you know I ain’t goin' under
Thinkin' 'bout stickin' me? You know that
I ain’t goin' for it i pray my soul to keep
I’ma put that tool on 'em

I pity the fool, stick after school
Yo' mama gon’ move dope on my Rollie
In the kitchen I’m scratchin' a one to a two
I filled that lil' bih' with the
She keep stuffin' her mouth with the boot
Gelato guts in the coupe
Go to DC with bags of boof
Got the glizzy, we shoot out the roof
I just jugged a whole brick of the loot
Jugg, wait, hold on, hold on
Ain’t never had problem with shooters
I spilt the Hi Tek on my shoes
Who else be juggin' that
Eat the dick while I’m cluthin' the pistol
Two FN’s gon' shoot through yo' whistle
I’m fuckin' on friends and sisters
I’m flexin' my muscle like
If I took it, I’ll tell you I took it
And I’m back in your town like a tourist
Niggas snitchin', but I paid the jury
Them diamonds all shinin', they brr
Got a thirty clip, I don’t need security

Wait, hold up, man
Jugg party it’s a jugg party (Wait, wait)
Drug party, it’s a drug party
(Wait, hol’ up gangsta)
Jugg party it’s a jugg party
(Wait, nigga, wait)
Drug party, it’s a drug party

I keep that stick on me
Montana keep that tool on 'em
They wan' get rid of me
But you know I ain’t goin' under
Thinkin' 'bout stickin' me? You know that
I ain’t goin' for it i pray my soul to keep
I’ma put that tool on 'em

Wait, hold up, man
Jugg party it’s a jugg party (Wait, wait)
Drug party, it’s a drug party
(Wait, hol’ up gangsta)
Jugg party it’s a jugg party
(Wait, nigga, wait)
Drug party, it’s a drug party

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