Came To The Party
Came to party, came to party, came to party
Came to party, came to party, came to party
White girls poppin' Molly, running round the lobby
Touchin' on their body, fuckin' everybody
Throwin' money up and finally make these bitches swallow
Yea, I'll take plenty
They came to party, they came to party, they came to party
They came to party
You can come party with the Migos and won't go home til' the morning
You can come party with the Migos and won't go home til' the morning
You can come party with the Migos
Throwin' up the money like I'm Tebow
I came back in the game like DRose
Look at the black diamond like emo
Welcome to my party, got that bitch, she poppin' molly
Walk up in the trap house, got me sneezin' like they pollen
QC the label, my nigga, they solid
Hit them with the choppa, met everybody
Poppin', no Mike Will we made it
I got my dick up in her mouth like Colgate
No deal, keep it real, no fugazi
I got a mill, I put the tats on my face
Have a party at the mansion with 20 acres
You got foes at the gate like you got hit with
Fuck your bitch, I don't save her
She poppin' the molly right down like a gator
Wanna have a party?
20-30 bitches in the lobby
Take her clothes off, we on an island
She can write a nigga then she got to telling
I be layin' right on the money like a pallet
We be tossin' up the bitches like a salad
Trappin', dabbin', plus I'm havin'
Flip the bird, bought me a cabin
Wiped the semen off with a napkin
I came to party, I drink lean on Bacardi
OG gas taste so bad it smell like somebody farted
Old school Chevy, you can't handle Ferrari
Wanna party all night, take molly all night, got a white girl screamin'
Stop lookin' over here, can't get in
Wanna put the molly all up on your lips
Got a nice ass, got some nice hips
Wanna hop up in a nigga's spaceship
Wanna party
If you get out of line, I'm a shoot at the party
Pull up to the field a nigga Bugatti
When I hop off Versace, just step on my toe, I got guwap in my pocket
Look at my wrist, it got boogers on, gotta know that they sloppy
Everybody welcome to my party, no Illuminati
No 2Pac, no Snoop Dogg, welcome to the gangster party
I came to party, 3 bitches
2 bitches give me backrubs
Why won't
You see yacht party on the islands
But these bitches be wylin'
Be stylin'
She suckin' and fuckin', you know her pussy got milage
White bitches, snow bunnies
When they see me get excited
Trap party, trappin' and at the Hyatt
James Bond, I'm movin' in silence
Niggas ashes until I try it
I'm feelin' like I dug the Audi, fuckin' clients
Ya'll should bag it up, a young nigga get behind it
Came to find it
Before you my trap, I'm checkin' for wires
I'm in the jungle with Bears, Lions and tigers
When I'm fastening the tyres, I know you gotta spy it
Looking tough at the night time like Mike Myers
I've been stacking my money taller than the Eiffel Tower
Pull up in the back like I fortune of ya'll Mathias
Can I part with my nigga, they be gimmick
Can I part with my bitches, they getting freaky
Hit the pussy with the light on, they call me wickky
Bitch I'ma frankly taking up the gitz
Came to party, came to party, came to party
Came to party
White girls poppin' Molly, running round the lobby
Touchin' on their body, fuckin' everybody
Throwin' money up and finally make these bitches swallow
Yea, I'll take plenty
They came to party, they came to party, they came to party
They came to party
You can come party with the Migos and won't go home til the morning
You can come party with the Migos and won't go home til the morning
Came to party, came to party, came to party
White girls poppin' Molly, running round the lobby
Touchin' on their body, fuckin' everybody
Throwin' money up and finally make these bitches swallow
Yea, I'll take plenty
They came to party, they came to party, they came to party
They came to party
You can come party with the Migos and won't go home til' the morning
You can come party with the Migos and won't go home til' the morning
You can come party with the Migos
Throwin' up the money like I'm Tebow
I came back in the game like DRose
Look at the black diamond like emo
Welcome to my party, got that bitch, she poppin' molly
Walk up in the trap house, got me sneezin' like they pollen
QC the label, my nigga, they solid
Hit them with the choppa, met everybody
Poppin', no Mike Will we made it
I got my dick up in her mouth like Colgate
No deal, keep it real, no fugazi
I got a mill, I put the tats on my face
Have a party at the mansion with 20 acres
You got foes at the gate like you got hit with
Fuck your bitch, I don't save her
She poppin' the molly right down like a gator
Wanna have a party?
20-30 bitches in the lobby
Take her clothes off, we on an island
She can write a nigga then she got to telling
I be layin' right on the money like a pallet
We be tossin' up the bitches like a salad
Trappin', dabbin', plus I'm havin'
Flip the bird, bought me a cabin
Wiped the semen off with a napkin
I came to party, I drink lean on Bacardi
OG gas taste so bad it smell like somebody farted
Old school Chevy, you can't handle Ferrari
Wanna party all night, take molly all night, got a white girl screamin'
Stop lookin' over here, can't get in
Wanna put the molly all up on your lips
Got a nice ass, got some nice hips
Wanna hop up in a nigga's spaceship
Wanna party
If you get out of line, I'm a shoot at the party
Pull up to the field a nigga Bugatti
When I hop off Versace, just step on my toe, I got guwap in my pocket
Look at my wrist, it got boogers on, gotta know that they sloppy
Everybody welcome to my party, no Illuminati
No 2Pac, no Snoop Dogg, welcome to the gangster party
I came to party, 3 bitches
2 bitches give me backrubs
Why won't
You see yacht party on the islands
But these bitches be wylin'
Be stylin'
She suckin' and fuckin', you know her pussy got milage
White bitches, snow bunnies
When they see me get excited
Trap party, trappin' and at the Hyatt
James Bond, I'm movin' in silence
Niggas ashes until I try it
I'm feelin' like I dug the Audi, fuckin' clients
Ya'll should bag it up, a young nigga get behind it
Came to find it
Before you my trap, I'm checkin' for wires
I'm in the jungle with Bears, Lions and tigers
When I'm fastening the tyres, I know you gotta spy it
Looking tough at the night time like Mike Myers
I've been stacking my money taller than the Eiffel Tower
Pull up in the back like I fortune of ya'll Mathias
Can I part with my nigga, they be gimmick
Can I part with my bitches, they getting freaky
Hit the pussy with the light on, they call me wickky
Bitch I'ma frankly taking up the gitz
Came to party, came to party, came to party
Came to party
White girls poppin' Molly, running round the lobby
Touchin' on their body, fuckin' everybody
Throwin' money up and finally make these bitches swallow
Yea, I'll take plenty
They came to party, they came to party, they came to party
They came to party
You can come party with the Migos and won't go home til the morning
You can come party with the Migos and won't go home til the morning
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Writer(s): Kiari Kendrell Cephus, Quavious Marshall, Kirsnick Khari Ball
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