Festival Music

[Produced by Jay Cass] [Verse 1] All the hoes like he should be on tv Cause a nigga on fire like a tiki Young kids in my city wanna be me But I'm no role model ho, you see me And I keep My blunt filled wit kiwi Might dump a little Molly in my Fiji Met this bad bitch on vacation from Amsterdam look like RiRi I'm bad Fuck your life and your weak ass ways Spot too turnt cause the beat on bang Poured up in my cup I don't need cocaine But my girl sniff (blow) and she go both ways That's why she so crazy And I don't call her my lady No I just call her when in Rolling through her hood to get wavy She talking... [Voicemail- Anonymous Crazy Chick] [Verse 2] That's right! All this drank gonna fit in this sprite All these bitches gonna fuck first night I love my niggas and I love my life Roll paper planes get high like kites Alright alright alright alright Alright alright alright alright I'm dynamite like JJ spit like AKs I got champagne, purp and edibles I hit it first like Ray J I don't do no fuckin Nae Nae She just strip and call me Bae Bae We was trippin yesterday (Ay ay) Acid trips she sniffin yay yay Hit Coachella, Bonnaroo too Flashing Titties acting kookoo Saw her at Buku in New Orleans Creole bitches doing VooDoo Spices Cajun she be raging Getting money counting faces I be out in different places Where they say my flow amazing [Hook] (x2) Nigga out here just fuckin off dough Can't a young nigga get money on the road? Party like festivals smoke vegetables 28 grams in an Oh Let's Go! [Bridge] Party with my partners and we smoking dope! Do whatever it is you do just please don't overdose Make you act a fool when you on the floor Mosh pits and live shit my niggas throwing bows [Hook] (x2) Let's Go!