Rich The Kid, Famous Dex & Jay Critch – Party Bus (Lyrics | Audio)

Lyrics “Party Bus” – Rich The Kid, Famous Dex & Jay Critch

Hey, ay, I gotta smoke up the onion
Cookie beat a n**ga head, concussion
I just be talkin’ that money
Me and the bread be havin’ discussions

I made moves she ain’t want me
VVS’s on me now the b**ch bustin’
I had to hit me a lick
You thought it was lean, but it was the ‘tussin
Thought it was

She goin’ through the gang, all of us
She off a Xan, party bus
Shooters in the cut don’t start ’em up
Pull up to the spot shoot the party up
My pockets was low but I got ’em up
My n**gas on go, ain’t no stopping us
I got me some dough now she poppin’ up
I pour me a 4 of pineapple crush

I pour me a 3 in a peach crush
She sip on my lean now she geek’d up
The girl of your dreams is an eater
Rocket on me n**ga don’t try to sneak up
Too boring, why she think that I need her
Two foreigns b**ch need me a visa
She staring like she Mona Lisa
Ice glaring came out of the freezer
Diamonds fighting like Goku and Frieza
No shawty I don’t want you, I need ya
How you ballin see you up in the bleachers
Imma hit a stain, my n**gas they bleach up
LV put it all on my sneakers
Hell F, smokin’ all the best reefer
In the ghost lookin’ like the grim reaper
On the road, she give brain like teacher

I gotta smoke up the onion
Cookie beat a n**ga head, concussion
I just be talkin’ that money
Me and the bread be havin’ discussions
I made moves she ain’t want me
VVS’s on me now the b**ch bustin’
I had to hit me a lick
You thought it was lean, but it was the ‘tussin
Thought it was

She goin’ through the gang, all of us
She off a Xan, party bus
Shooters in the cut don’t start ’em up
Pull up to the spot shoot the party up
My pockets was low but I got ’em up
My n**gas on go, ain’t no stopping us
I got me some dough now she poppin’ up
I pour me a 4 of pineapple crush

Pour a 4 down in the big blue
Ice on me like a f**king igloo
Big dog, n**ga, no Blues Clues
Bring your b**ch I’ma give her back too
Ooh, rappers they broke and they salty
Lean in the morning like coffee
She got a Birkin, she bossin’
My neck is so wet like a faucet
n**gas on the internet flexin’
Lookin’ at my pockets they pregnant
I just might pull out the Bentley
Now that I’m worth a few milli’
In the kitchen but the stove broke
I was hustlin’ for a bank roll
Blue cheese all hundos
She on her back like camel

I gotta smoke up the onion
Cookie beat a n**ga head, concussion
I just be talkin’ that money
Me and the bread be havin’ discussions
I made moves she ain’t want me
VVS’s on me now the b**ch bustin’
I had to hit me a lick
You thought it was lean, but it was the ‘tussin
Thought it was

She goin’ through the gang, all of us
She off a Xan, party bus
Shooters in the cut don’t start ’em up
Pull up to the spot shoot the party up
My pockets was low but I got ’em up
My n**gas on go, ain’t no stopping us
I got me some dough now she poppin’ up
I pour me a 4 of pineapple crush

Dexter, ah, woah, ah, woah
Pull to the club, shoot the party up
Got money my pockets, yeah, big bucks
Rich Forever, they can’t f**k with us
That AP my wrist, f**k that Rollie up
Hop in the back of that Maybach
Such .. so hard, man, you know you can’t say that
Can’t f**k with Tammy or Ally ..
Flexin’ your chains, man, my shooters’ll snatch that
I gotta smoke up the onion
N**gas talkin’, but really ain’t getin’ no money
I came from nothin’ to somethin’
Pop me two pills, my heart be jumpin’
What, huh, f**k you lil’ b**ch on a date
I might just bus’ in her face
I got the money on me, tell the lil’ b**ch I’ll buy her Celine

I gotta smoke up the onion
Cookie beat a n**ga head, concussion
I just be talkin’ that money
Me and the bread be havin’ discussions
I made moves she ain’t want me
VVS’s on me now the b**ch bustin’
I had to hit me a lick
You thought it was lean, but it was the ‘tussin
Thought it was

She goin’ through the gang, all of us
She off a Xan, party bus
Shooters in the cut don’t start ’em up
Pull up to the spot shoot the party up
My pockets was low but I got ’em up
My n**gas on go, ain’t no stopping us
I got me some dough now she poppin’ up
I pour me a 4 of pineapple crush…

➤ Written by Famous Dex, Rich the Kid & Jay Critch
Album: Rich Forever 4
Rich the Kid | Famous Dex | Jay Critch | 2019

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