Drug Party Lyrics

I got that bitch that's on them pills

Yeah

I got that bitch that's on that coke

Yeah

I got that bitch so cold like a coat

Woah

Jony, I'm fly, I'm just like the Pope

I put a bitch in my chains, she turn to a icicle when we hang

Yeah, I'm higher than LeBron James

I'ma flash out with a bang

I'ma fill a cup up with pain

I'ma appear (up here) out of nowhere, I'm so strange, yeah

You want bitches? I got bitches, yeah, you can come with me

CC the Cash Company

Money comin' in funneling

Yeah, we got the money coming in

Juiced up, son, I'm Sunny D

He my son, yeah, he mini me

Gotta watch out for the frenemies

Yeah

She don't wanna (want a) date, she wanna party, we on drugs all night

We be up for days

Yeah, she bad for me, but she my type

I know that you know that we know it feel right

Already died, I'm livin' my second life

I'm finna get on his ass

I'm poppin' these bitches and poppin' these tags

I'm in the middle of the road

I'm tweakin' and geekin', yeah, "Return the slab"

Niggas can't fuck with the gang, you come around here, you ain't gettin' no pass

I'm McLovin to that money

Need it Super Bad

Super cat, yeah, yeah

She got super cat, uh

Super wet, for young Jony, yeah

What you know about that?

I'm a bat, yeah

All, yeah, all black, yeah

Bruce Wayne, all my chains

Cause they fuckin' swing

Yeah, $1,360 for this

$1,480 for that

That's just a shirt and a hat

I just pulled that out of my bag

Oh, yes, yes, I do magic

We at Chrome Hearts, cool with the staff

Yeah, you do the math

Got a corporate bitch with class

I got that bitch that's on them pills

Yeah

I got that bitch that's on that coke

Yeah

I got that bitch so cold like a coat

Woah

Jony, I'm fly, I'm just like the Pope

I put a bitch in my chains, she turn to a icicle when we hang

Yeah, I'm higher than LeBron James

I'ma flash out with a bang

I'ma fill a cup up with pain

I'ma appear (up here) out of nowhere, I'm so strange, yeah

You want bitches? I got bitches, yeah, you can come with me

CC the Cash Company

Money comin' in funneling

Yeah, we got the money coming in

Juiced up, son, I'm Sunny D

He my son, yeah, he mini me

Gotta watch out for the frenemies

It's a drug party, baby

Come on we can pop these pills, we get so excited

Fuckin' on this bitch just for a thrill, you know I'm pilot

I'm high

Yeah, I'm so high

I put the shit up to the sky

I fuckin' this bitch cuz I'm high

I fuckin' this bitch cuz I'm high

I fuckin' this bitch cuz I'm high

Yeah, yeah, yeah