House Parties

[Intro] Trill Andre Yeah [Verse 1: Trill Carl] I just write music cus I have the talent .. Uh But if I make it big and live lavish I'm gonna buy a palace .. Uh I'm trynna have more green then a salad Living in a world that's full of drama and malice Cus life ain't beautiful its not a beauty pageant The only thing beautiful is the girls in my basement Blowing on illegal stuff and also taking Sips of that turnt juice so turn up Watch what u say cus you do not wanna get fucked up Parties everyday so homie lets rage Your girl blows on my dick so much she got a tooth ache But hey I didn't make her do it homie asked to Come to my crib it's the one with the statue Neighbors getting mad saying to turn it down But like Mac miller said I like my music real loud Hol up hol up this track is Andre Hickland's Featuring the trillest muthafucka that's spittin Back to the crib yeah the shit is enormous This the shit you get when you rap about shit thats important To the muthafucka that loss someone in vain Keep ya chin up boy cus I feel ya pain Here's a invite to my crib in NYC I got naked girl & booze so let's party [Hook: Andre Hickland] I got yellow Lamborghini's Got my crew sippin' martini's I got a name brands on my beanie Bad bitches wearing bikinis I got homes in ATL Got a pool in my hotel I got a seven story home Supreme 5-pannal on my dome I'm burning hundred dollar bills Signing million dollar deals We eating thousand dollar meals So motherfucker how it feel Knowing we came up from nothing And we stunting without a reason Playing shows on every week day House parties on every weekend [Verse 2: Andre Hickland] Uh Ever wake up one day and say to yourself man I'm the shit That's part of your daily routine when you putting in that work and your living like this It feels so good knowing you've accomplished half of the goals that were on your list And everybody who once doubted you bumps to your shit And everybody around you fucks with the clique Guess you can say I'm killing it That an understatement Nigga I'm working on underpayment And still buying these studio hours I promise you haters imma make it Imma blow up bitch imma get famous And take the Trill Family out to Vegas Imma go down as one of the greatest And the king gonna know me on a first name basis Cause the king gonna be me nigga Ain't nobody working like me nigga It's me a dollar and a dream nigga Cash rules everything around me C.R.E.A.M. nigga Looking at the charts and I bet I'm at the top Shit's staying the same like I'm walking out of a barbershop I'm making moves my nigga I can't stop So I'm finna keep going 'till my competition drops Hol' up real nigga talking ho If she ain't talking trill family tell that bitch to shut up ho In the cut chilling homie you already know Out here killing homie you don't wanna know Finna kill when I get it Cause I kill it when I spit it Fuck a limit just I'll shit when I kick a flow [Hook] [Verse 3: Trill Carl] Oh Trill got a second verse? Man this is the best song ever You kept saying that he sucked but now he got your Girlfriend at his house party drunk And I know that shit stinks like the spray of a skunk I give a fuck about a muthafucka that was talking shit cus when u look at my yacht and my crib homie I won Neighbors getting mad saying that those meddling Stupid muthafucking rappers always partying And disturbing my sleep .. Yea they are menacing Knocking asking for Carl but no bitch I'm Gregory Now hatred enter your eyes suddenly Couldn't afford one pair of Jordan's now I got 23 But now I'm done so pass mic to Dre But hurry up you can't let ya girl Rianna wait [Verse 4: Andre Hickland] I'm just wanna vibe I'm just wanna ride I'm cruising niggas wanna kill my shine Y'all can't touch the man of the year The man of every year superior to my peers for real Hate me but I got fat stacks in my pocket I got nike boxes in my closet Fuck the popular kids that weren't part of the process but all on my dick now that I got a fat wallet Before I rapped I only fucked with two niggas Now that I rap I ain't about fucking with new niggas Freshman but the definition of a true spitter Can't name a rapper my age who iller Revolutionary with every single word that I spoke Unforgettable with every single song that I wrote I'm dope mind coke I choke I know that ya tape without me is only a fucking joke nigga [Hook]