Turtle B - PARTY WITH A GANGSTER

{Verse}
I’m in this party boppin’ wit’ my heat
Like, I’m in this party vibin’ wit’ a freak
Like, baby come here and whine it up on me
But you gotta take it slow I got my G
5’4 lightskin, skinny, petite
Curvy lil body, I like her physique
But I’m in this party, perkies got me geeked
And she is a bad bitch I’m tryna beat
Come here, I could tell by the way that you stare
You want me to fuck you and pull on your hair
Backshots, she throw that ass in the air
Ty Sixx, Ted, can’t forget (?...)
Lackin’ in the hallway get left by the stairs
Shootin’ in broad day, I never cared
Smokin’ on Mali, he in the air
Amiri the denim, a pair for these pair
Like, we get the lo’ we appear
In thirty minutes we’ll be there
But in thirty-three we just gon’ flare
Brodie gon’ back out, brodie don’t care
Brodie gon’ rundown, watch how he flare
She got a man but I do not care
Textin’ her down, she nowhere near
She is wit’ me, partyin’ gangsta
Pull up, we put you in danger
Pull up to the party, party wit’ a gangsta
I told her text me, I’ll see you later
Smokin’ different strains, yeah, that’s different flavours
What’s in the air? Niggas that can’t wake up
She in my ear she tellin’ me where to take her
Take me to the —, I guess she couldn’t wait up
In th- in the bathroom beatin' wit’ my leg up
Baby vibin’ wit’ a stepper
G on my hip in case it’s just a setup
Approach me wrong then you get wet up
Albany niggas we do it the best
That’s the reason why I cannot let up
I don’t lack the knocks it’s in my sweater
If you run them hallows they gon’ get him