No More Parties (Remix) – 2KBABY

(Jaygostupid!)
Oh, oh, oh
Yeah-yeah, oh
Yeah-yeah, oh
Yeah-yeah, oh

My mind been runin’ ’cause I’m on my own
Must get this money and that’s all I know
I must admit, it’s been a long day, uh
Gotta stay focused and reach all my goals

We do this hardly, but pull up to your party, uh (Yeah)
We shoot up your party, uh (Yeah)
Opps inside the party, uh (Yeah)
My Glock inside the party, uh (Yeah)
Know we got them [?] with them green beams, uh
New Glock .40 with that lemon squeeze (Ooh, ooh, ooh), uh
Thotty hotty shawty, let me beat (Ooh, ooh, ooh), uh
Sloppy toppy, plus her nails on fleek (Ooh, ooh, ooh), yeah

[?] spend a lot of late nights in my bed
Had to fuck around and get this cake right before I’m dead
And I don’t even walk up out the house
I be down and out, in and out of my bed
Nigga do whatever for the clout
Talkin’ out they mouth, fuck around and end up dead
Took another dose, I ran up my meds
I’ma overdose, I’m over my head, yeah, yeah
Fuck around with these ho’s and blew a fat check, yeah, uh
Shawty doin’ the most, ya got a flat chest, yeah, yeah
I ain’t even gon’ hold you really, I’m stressed
Bitches wanna fuck around, but want real
Soon as I touch down, you gon’ feel me
I was locked down, had to bust down [?]
Yeah, I’m up now, give a fuck now, this the real me
I hope you understand
Need that forever love
Yeah, that love that they gon’ make me a better thug
Need a bitch to pistol whip every time we

Pull up to your party, uh (Yeah)
We shoot up your party, uh (Yeah)
Opps inside the party, uh (Yeah)
My Glock inside the party, uh (Yeah, yeah)
Know we got them [?] with them green beams
New Glock .40 with that lemon squeeze (Ooh, ooh, ooh), uh
Thotty a lil’ hotty, let me beat (Ooh, ooh, ooh), uh
Sloppy toppy, plus her nails on fleek (Ooh, ooh, ooh), yeah

Spend twelve-hundred on the weave, yeah, uh (Girl)
Baby, tell me all your dreams, yeah
And I’ll make ’em come true
Now bae, would you come through?
You know that I want you
It’s easy as one two
You fuck with that one dude
Buddy be makin’ bum moves
Now I would go and hunt you, but you know who to run to
Now I got me some big bands to support all your big plans
Say you want you a lit man, hold you out like a kickstand
Go and drop you some quick bands and I flooded your wrist, bam
Ain’t no need for commitment, yeah-yeah

Pull up to your party, uh
We shoot up your party, uh
Opps inside the party, uh
My Glock inside the party, baby
Know we got them [?] with them green beams
New Glock .40 with that lemon squeeze