Late to the Party (Explicit) - Joyner Lucas/Ty Dolla $ign

Composed by：Gary Lucas/Tyrone William Griffin Jr.

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Joyner Lucas：

Feels like I did so much dirt I don't believe in karma

Did so much dirt I had to sleep with armor

All these n***as f**k around someone better warn 'em

Like just roll up with that chopper they ain't see it comin'

And I ain't scared of s**t don't wanna see your honor

Just broke up with my b***h I don't believe in drama

Plus she for the streets so I don't even want her

'Bout to show your true colors it ain't even autumn

I got me some money I needed the coupe needed the coupe

Bought it don't loan just me and my dues

And n***a like me never needed the groove

And n***a like me never needed to shoot I got the shooters

They pull the trigger and hit your medulla

This ain't no bullet that you can maneuver

I got them jumpin' right out they Pumas it wasn't no rumor

I took his chain and called him an Uber

I got the band and got the bazooka

This for them days I was scrapin' for change

And would do anything just to get me some mula

I'm sick and tired of these n***as callin' me a sellout

'Cause I took a trip to the jeweler

And I just filled a hunnid on my wrist too

And yeah I think I'm cocky 'cause I'm rich too

And yeah I might just go up in your b***h too

Called that ho my hook yeah I like skip school

I remember times we were kids too

Just some youngins gettin' high we was lit too

Ain't no limit to the grind when them friends do

I got money on my mind and some bricks too

I been drinkin' all my pain 'til I'm crawlin'

Pour it 'til it's empty lil' bad b***h with me

She don't wanna got to sleep 'til the mornin'

Mirrors on the sink I been starin' at my face

I don't wanna be late to the party

Someone chill my mind but I do this every time

I been drinkin' all this pain 'til I'm crawlin'

I don't wanna go to sleep 'til the mornin'

Ty Dolla $ign：

I don't wanna go to sleep

Rather do that when I'm dead and gone

Pop open some 42 she rather do the kettle one

Now she givin' me advice 'bout some s**t that she ain't never done

Smokin' Js to the face I can't be gettin' high with everyone

Left and crashed the Porsche that's okay b***h I had insurance

Left and did some numbers I came back and bought a Urus

Say that all she needed from me was a little insurance

She never find another man like me even with a thesaurus

Got more trees than a forest

Charge two-hundred K for the verse and another one for the chorus

Stackin' this money enormous b***h she look gorgeous

For sure she give me that head like a walrus

Bunch of these n***as sound the same these days and that s**t garbage

Hit-Boy told me "Lil' homie just be you regardless"

Came from them apartments

Now you the owner of them apartments

Used to lean yeah whole collection in your closet

Tryna pick out somethin' for this party

Joyner Lucas/Ty Dolla $ign：

I been drinkin' all my pain 'til I'm crawlin'

Pour it 'til it's empty lil bad b***h with me

She don't wanna got to sleep 'til the mornin'

Mirrors on the sink I been starin' at my face

And I don't wanna be late to the party

Someone chill my mind but I do this every time

I been drinkin' all this pain 'til I'm crawlin'

I don't wanna go to sleep 'til the mornin'

I been drinkin' all my pain 'til I'm crawlin'

Pour it 'til it's empty lil bad b***h with me

She don't wanna got to sleep 'til the mornin'

Mornin'

Mirrors on the sink I been starin' at my face

I don't wanna be late to the party

Someone chill my mind but I do this every time

I been drinkin' all this pain 'til I'm crawlin'

I don't wanna go to sleep 'til the mornin'