B.Y.O.B Lyrics

And you know how we get

In the party, and we lit

B-Y-O-B, I brung a fifth

B-Y-O-B, I brung my blick

All these chicks is noticing To the bag I'm focusing

Getting money with the bricks

I remember old days hitting licks

It's like it's COVID, yeah it's sick Fresh to death, you know the fit match the kicks

Fuck Uncle Sam, I ain't on WIC These girls make me laugh they think they slick

After a conversation, bet she on my dick

I hit it all night, nothing bout a nigga quick

Her coochie wet, it got that grip

Water park slide n slip

And you know how we get

In the party, and it's lit

B-Y-O-B, I brung a fifth

B-Y-O-B, I brung my blick

Gang, gang, gang, gang

King Kontraverse, my name

I'm chasing fortune, not fame

This shit not a game

You should just stay in your lane

I fuck her until she need a cane

I fuck her until she need a brain I'm in the gym getting my gains

Get that money, make it rain Lavish lifestyle and you plain

Several bitches, not my main

I'm the king and I reign

Me and you are not the same

I'm on top of my game

All aboard, catch my plane

Playing it cool on you lames

You know how we get

In the party, and it's lit

B-Y-O-B, I brung a fifth

B-Y-O-B, I brung my blick

But you know how we get

In the party and it's lit

B-Y-O-B, I brung a fifth

B-Y-O-B, I brung my blick