Late to the Party

(Ayy, ayy) (Joyner, Joyner) (Yeah, Joyner, yeah, Joyner, yeah) Feels like I did so much dirt, I don't believe in karma (ayy) Did so much dirt, I had to sleep with armor (yeah, yeah) All these niggas fuck around, someone better warn 'em Like just roll up with that chopper, they ain't see it comin' And I ain't scared of shit, don't wanna see your honor Just broke up with my bitch, I don't believe in drama (yeah, yeah) Plus she for the streets, I don't even want her (whoa) 'Bout to show her true colors, it ain't even autumn, yeah I got me some money, I needed a coupe, needed a coupe Ridin' alone, just me and my deuce A nigga like me never needed a crew A nigga like me never needed to shoot I got the shooters, they pull the trigger and hit your medulla This ain't no bullet that you can maneuver I got 'em jumpin' right out of they Pumas, it wasn't no rumor I took his chain and called him an Uber All of the band, and got the bazooka This for them days I was scrapin' up change And would do anything just to get me some mula I'm sick and tired of these niggas callin' me a sellout 'cause I took a trip to the jeweler And I just put a hunnid on my wrist too And yeah, I think I'm cocky 'cause I'm rich too And yeah, I might just go up in your bitch too Yeah, can call that ho my hookie like skip school I remember times we was kids too Just some youngins gettin' high, we was lit too Ain't no limit to the grind when the rent's due I got money on my mind and some bricks too, mm (ayy, ayy) I been drinkin' all my pain 'til I'm crawlin' Pour it 'til it's empty, lil' bad bitch with me She don't wanna got to sleep 'til the mornin' Mirrors on the sink, I been starin' at my face I don't wanna be late to the party Someone chill my mind, but I do this every time I been drinkin' all this pain 'til I'm crawlin' I don't wanna go to sleep 'til the mornin' I don't wanna go to sleep Rather do that when I'm dead and gone Pop open some 42, she rather do the Kettle One How she givin' me advice 'bout some shit that she ain't never done? Smokin' Js to the face, I can't be gettin' high with everyone Left and crashed the Porsche, that's okay, bitch, I had insurance Left and did some numbers, I came back and bought a Urus Say that all she needed from me was a little assurance She'll never find another man like me even with a thesaurus Got more trees than a forest Charge two-hundred K for the verse then another one for the chorus Stackin' this money enormous Is you a thot? She gorgeous Is you a thot? For sure, she give me that head like a walrus Most of these niggas sound the same these days and that shit garbage Big bro told me, "Lil' homie, just be you regardless" Came from them apartments now you the owner of them apartments New Celine, yeah, whole collection in your closet Tryna pick out somethin' for this party I been drinkin' all my pain 'til I'm crawlin' Pour it 'til it's empty, lil' bad bitch with me She don't wanna got to sleep 'til the mornin' Mirrors on the sink, I been starin' at my face And I don't wanna be late to the party Someone chill my mind, but I do this every time I been drinkin' all this pain 'til I'm crawlin' I don't wanna go to sleep 'til the mornin' I been drinkin' all my pain 'til I'm crawlin' Pour it 'til it's empty, lil' bad bitch with me She don't wanna got to sleep 'til the mornin' (mornin') Mirrors on the sink, I been starin' at my face I don't wanna be late to the party Someone chill my mind, but I do this every time I been drinkin' all this pain 'til I'm crawlin' I don't wanna go to sleep 'til the mornin' --- Late to the Party - Joyner Lucas and Ty Dolla $ign