Party Favors lyrics

[Intro]
RJ always trippin', man, RJ always trippin', man
Damn, Matt, this one's too hard
Damn, JakeSand

[Chorus: Jugg Harden]
Keep the FN, We the best friends
b*tch shiesty, she the type to f*ck your best man
I need half up front and the backend
I was 17, we had act in
Im not a rapper, take that chain off
If i point, lil’ bro gon’ blow your brains off
Walk em’ down, jump in the track and then we skate off
I put jewels up in chains like I’m Adolf

[Verse: Jugg Harden]
I been in my bag, i guess that’s why n*ggas don’t like me
I got b*tches begging, hearting please can you wife me
If I get indicted, same b*tches ain’t gon’ write me
I need all the switchеs, standard glockies don’t excite mе
What you pop, that’s like a .3 or sum?
My b*tch got a bad b*tch, she think she me or sum
You shot the block, b*tch you ain’t leave nothing
I hope he say his prayers cause my beam is coming
I'm in a coupe, yo’ lil’ hemi cute
I don’t trust a b*tch cause Eve ate the forbidden fruit
You pillow talk the hoes, man we can get the scoop
I f*ck a b*tch then ask her what she finna do
She know I’m heavy
Hoes hate you cause you petty
Heard they let me up in Cali
That’s my old b*tch, Sally
She gon’ brag and say she had me
n*gga barely
“I see you coming up Jugg”
n*gga clearly
You see the lifestyle, you see the jewelry
Them n*ggas weird, please don’t let them n*ggas near me
I'm my momma golden son, just like I’m Gary
I don’t do sh*t for all my hoes, I treat em’ fairly
Couple years ago, me and my n*ggas drunk all the (?)
I don’t like her sex, the only reason you got her back
I don’t know this b*tch, she just fell right in my lap
Everyone seem opps, when there money on your hat
When I get a million, they gon’ say its Illuminati
Put curses on my opps, murder in ink like Irv Gotti
She can’t be up in this house if she ain’t f*ck nobody
You not the guy they call when its time to catch a body
[Chorus: Jugg Harden]
Keep the FN, We the best friends
b*tch shiesty, she the type to f*ck your best man
I need half up front and the backend
I was 17, we had act in
Im not a rapper, take that chain off
If i point, lil’ bro gon’ blow your brains off
Walk em’ down, jump in the track and then we skate off
I put jewels up in chains like I’m Adolf

[Outro]
RJ always trippin’ man, RJ always trippin’ man
Damn Matt, this ones too hard
Damn JakeSand