​come over to the party lyrics

[Intro]
(​blood pup)

[Pre-Chorus]
Come over to the party, we'll get f*cked up on molly
I'm feelin' so nostalgic, we're trippin' off the acid
You know we steady tweakin', but only for the weekend
We're dancin' in the rave lights, the geeks are clubbin' all night

[Chorus]
I'ma pop another addy while your b*tch calls me daddy
All the b*tches steady ravin', they ran off their locations
We'll toss a private party, we take shots of Bacardi
You ain't f*ckin' invited unless you are a Barbie
I'ma pop, pop pillies, the Xannies got me chillin'
We'll get so f*ckеd up, and we can go thriftin'
We only do the clеan sh*t 'cause Fentanyl be killin'
I'm super wasted with my homies in the club, and we be livin'

[Verse]
We're so, we're so fabulous, all they want is all this swag
We're posted up with our emo drip, like everyday
It's a f*ckin' lights out, if you wanna be like me
You make fun of me, but you can't pull it off, okay?
You mad for what? 'Cause you can't be an emo sl*t?
You're chewin' nuts, yeah, why you look dumb as f*ck?
Stop acting like a creep, you make me wanna throw up
Today, I kissed two b*tches, baby, you can't get your hopes up
[Pre-Chorus]
Come over to the party, we'll get f*cked up on molly
I'm feelin' so nostalgic, we're trippin' off the acid
You know we steady tweakin', but only for the weekend
We're dancin' in the rave lights, the geeks are clubbin' all night

[Chorus]
I'ma pop another addy while your b*tch calls me daddy
We gonna touch right on you, your makeup is so cute
You're like a red flag, kisses on your neck
So dripped out with your double D breasts, breasts, b-b-breasts

[Bridge]
Kissing o-on the line
I like your style, could you be my bi-i-i-i-itch?
Show 'em off to the world
What are you thinkin' of? You can have my kids

[Pre-Chorus]
Come over to the party, we'll get f*cked up on molly
I'm feelin' so nostalgic, we're trippin' off the acid
You know we steady tweakin', but only for the weekend
We're dancin' in the rave lights, the geeks are clubbin' all night

[Outro]
I'ma pop another addy while your b*tch calls me daddy
All the b*tches steady ravin', they ran off their locations
We'll toss a private party, we take shots of Bacardi
You ain't f*ckin' invited, unless you are a Barbie
I'ma pop, pop-