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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ryan Simpson
Ryan Simpson
Songwriter
Noah Giberson
Noah Giberson
Songwriter
Aaron Guzman
Aaron Guzman
Songwriter

Lyrics

No time for this shit gotta lift off
Get a little criss-crossed
Fuck around and get lost in it
We running like the kick off
Shooting like we Hickok
Headed to the tip top winnin'
Let's go 'cause we coming from the westside
Eastside how we doing gotta get right
This party got me feeling alright
Everybody gotta hear it 'cause we going all night (all night)
Know it's been a long night
Yeah we going 'til the sunrise
Only here to have a good time
Gonna live like there's no one to blame
Chilling in the whip too legit
With my folks, it's a six speed
Let it slip, give me lip
Took your bitch on jet ski
With a flick of the wrist
Let it swish, shouldn't test me
Hit or miss, we the shit
Copped a Benz and it's kept clean yeah
That's how we rock it (how we rock it)
Hit it first take bitch it's no problem (no problem)
Instant deposit straight to my conscience
Only call me for the cash in my wallet
Said bitch just stop it (knock it off ho)
Yeah we just here to party
Sitting courtside next to Shaquille and Barkley
Bitches get naughty
Hotel lobby
Shit's so legit getting lit is my hobby
No time for this shit gotta lift off
Get a little criss-crossed
Fuck around and get lost in it
We running like the kick off
Shooting like we Hickok
Headed to the tip top winnin'
Let's go 'cause we coming from the westside
Eastside how we doing gotta get right
This party got me feeling alright
Everybody gotta hear it 'cause we going all night (all night)
Written by: Aaron Guzman, Noah Giberson, Ryan Simpson
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