I Just Wanna Party - YG, ScHoolboy Q, Jay Rock

Mama ain’t raised no fool

Daddy told me never leave the house without my tool

Grandpa told me never trust a sucka nigga from the street

Grandma said she love me and she always praying for me

But I just wanna party, I don’t wanna hurt nobody

I just wanna party, I don’t wanna hurt nobody

I just wanna party, I don’t wanna hurt nobody

But I’ll beat the fuck out of a nigga

I’m drunk off Hennessy

Hope I don’t run into my enemies

That dark liquor give you energy

Now I ain’t rich, but I’m finna be

Your baby mama’s a flip, she wanna hit a G

I’m back on that bullshit

But she ain’t fuckin' and that’s bullshit

I can’t die, I got too much to live for

I’m getting money, that’s what niggas rob and kill for

Fucking with Tenisha and Keisha

But when Keisha see Tenisha she gon' whoop her ass

All my homies gangbangers

They dry their clothes on hangers

All these hoes fuckin', but they don’t wanna seem like a ho

So you gotta hit 'em on the low (hit em' on the D-Low!)

West side, get money gang

Socked the mouth for trippin', he lost his watch and earrings

Nigga, I’m from Hoover Street

Dirty pictures in my cellphone

On 52nd street I’m well-known

Hoover stomp until the cops come

Silver satin get the job done

Money ain’t everything, but still I’m rich

Money ain’t everything, I’m still gon' crip

From Figueroa to Harv Side where we sock on lips

We break on jaws, niggas since VCR’s, nigga

We hope out cars, nigga

I be groovin' 'til I die

Smokin' weed until I’m fried

I could sell a key to God

Pants saggin' with the Glock

I ain’t wanna pick the box

All my homies gangbangers

We keep a thumb between our two fingers

We trippin' off the Henny

So don’t let me catch you slippin' in the 50's, Ricky

Nigga, I’m from Bounty Hunters, East Side lunatic

Gang bang, slap a bitch

I ain’t with the extras, I ain’t got a stunt double

You ain’t got no hands so they might let the gun touch you

Is you bangin' or you ballin', nigga?

You a fax machine, we can’t call it, nigga

Everybody ain’t a friend, reason why I keep a fo'

You wanna gamble with your life, bet that on the tender-fold, nigga

She bouncing that ass, go ahead shake it

And if she give me that back, bitch, I’ma break it

Shit, that pussy is overrated, some niggas’ll chase it

She acting like she be nuttin', some bitches are fakin'

You fightin' to save many souls, know that you losin'

These bitches the reason why some niggas be snoozin'

YG, dawg, you heard how they left his brains hanging?

Shouldn’t have chunked his fingers up if he ain’t bangin'

I’m sayin'…

But I’ll beat the fuck out of a bitch

Why you bullshitting?