I LIKE TO PARTY (Original) lyrics

[Intro]
Oi, Bullo
Ay, Huh
Yo, Jelly
Grrah-grrah
Aye, Nxxre

[Chorus: Sdot Go]
I like to party, but I need b*tches
Clap—clap to the beat
I'm, I’m tryna see if she wit’ it
I could’ve sworn that she was stayin’ wit’ me
She tryna leave me, I swear, I don’t get it
I—I think she playin’ wit me
Don't got to question who layin' wit' me

[Verse 1: Sdot Go]
Keep it a hundred, do you want me, or you want my friend?
I don’t care about the time that you tell me
You should’ve told me that from the beginnin'
I don’t compete b*tch, that’s what you want me to do
I’m tryna figure out how I could leave you
I—I do not wanna be rude
Think I’m f*ckin’ her bestie, f*cked up, I made a mess
I wasn't 'pose to do nothing, I did not know that sh*t was a test
Please, I don't wanna argue, I rather rump you instead
I be missin' the way that you talk
I be missin' the way that you lay in my bed
[Verse: 2 Jay Hound]
In the party, a whole lotta women
Tryna talk my sh*t, let me finish
Shakin' her hips while she lookin' at me
I think that she tryna be my competition
I be goin' through pain, and she feel it
New b*tch, and she one of the realest
Do a drill and lay low in the spot
Got a thottie, she given the drop
Feelin' be different, I'm under her covers
Finished the mission, and beat up the box
Lil' bro's gon' spin when it's hot
Drill time, I put eight in the Glock
Spinnin' if I see a Makk in my vision
I bet I send my lil' brodie to flock

[Verse 3: Sha Gz]
Oh that's Dee? I bet I flock that sh*t
Don't stop, keep flockin' that b*tch
Gun jammed up, I was p*ssed
I was throwin' mad shots, how the f*ck did I miss?
I was mad that they didn't get—
Once I upped double hands, n*ggas turned into Rick
Like, I'm not gon' talk about scenes
But I ran into Dee, he wasn't on sh*t