send it with the bass box in the back of a cadilac rollin up zig zags from a fresh bag with my pants sagged got em all lined out, tagged full a dat yack party up stagg bitch its party time, where the fuck the line tryna get in but ya wastin my time, v.i.p. in sight I can tell with the bright lights chardonnay in a glass at the same time got me feeling like a mime isn't it suppertime guess ill eat the lime yes im in my prime do it all the time in the family line party all the time do it for the vine now listen to me rhyme poppin off another bottle girl, the booty wobble lookin like a model here's another dollar don't go tell your father bunch a da da da das that i want no fuckin part of lookin like I won the lotto pulling out another bottle fuckin drunker than a squatter feelin like im fuckin hollow blew another hundo gettin drunker cause I wanna fuckin feel the liquid lava hit the fuckin things that I call Taste buds in the bottom of the bottle (Chorus) party all the way to next night pulling up drunk and high pregame got me like ahhh bitches got me like fuck ×2 (verse 2) roll another fatty and ill put it in the catty while im smokin something heavy and im sitting in the chevy thinking bout a fuckin levy higher than a fuckin yeti eating sketty being ready for the mother fuckin checky and im really really litty like a mother fuckin deli listening to makavelli wishing I was in a Shelby toppin all the fuckin ladies stoppin all the fucking hateing and I really wanna fuckin baddie really really really badly bitch im hella fine, comin from a family line got me trippin when it's bout be dinner time bitch im really high bitch im really drunk what you gonna do when I get inside the trunk eat em up beat em up break it down pack it up roll it up smoke it up getting fucked oh my God this is fun Holy fuck what the fuck what the fuck trippin balls this is nuts big ole butts