Party Ain’t a Party

[Chorus: French Montana]

Party ain't a party less you fuck the whole crew

Bringing Henny and Bacardi, and bring the smoke too

Don't be cuffing hoes, ngiga, let the bitch through

And uh

And uh

Party ain't a party less you fuck the whole crew

Bring the Henny and Bacardi, and bring the smoke too

Don't be cuffing hoes, nigga, let the bitch through

And uh

And uh

[Verse 1: French Montana]

My hand in the bucket, her hand in my pocket

See me going down, now shawty wanna Joc it

And uh

See me in the drop, and uh

Shitted on that bitch like cat litter

In the drop top, finna let the top drop

[?] top drop

Never [?] ghost rider

Know a nigga rolling, fuck a ghost writer

Please your honor, don't fuck my timе up

Only got [?] know [?]

I'm uh

Need 7 0's, [?]

Break down with my Coke Boy [?]

[Verse 2: Big Cheeze]

Big numbers on thе V, take a look inside

These niggas bent up out of shape, like some crookid eyes

[?] been the same since [?]

Jewls on, [?] cream

That's a [?]

Racks, I be holding some

Nigga out of line, have the paramedics pick him up

It ain't locomotive, she let me run a train

Party and bullshit, that's all on a nigga brain

Cocaine, certified

Have you niggas bleeding in your ride

We see the games from a different angle

That's why the stones in these chains all star spangled

[Chorus: French Montana]

Party ain't a party less you fuck the whole crew

Bringing Henny and Bacardi, and bring the smoke too

Don't be cuffing hoes, ngiga, let the bitch through

And uh

And uh

Party ain't a party less you fuck the whole crew

Bring the Henny and Bacardi, and bring the smoke too

Don't be cuffing hoes, nigga, let the bitch through

And uh

And uh

[Verse 3: Chinx]

[?] I know you heard about that Coke Boy movement

Word on the street, we the hottest niggas moving

Now get your friends and come over to V.I.P

Shots of Patrone got her dancing right in front of me

She tryna fuck with me, but my eyes on her friend

Two stepped my way to the bitch, and told her let's get it in

She put her hands on me, [?] how she love my shit

Chinx [?] bitch

And he a Coke Boy, so get in tune with him

We fuck with freaks, [?] going to the moon with him

Meaning we taking off, [?]

But you gotta fuck every Coke Boy, that's right

[Verse 4: Flip]

Money overflowing, I'm sunk in the deep

Probably with your bitch, getting sucked like some teeth

Nigga hang it up, in the closet with the clothes

[?] like a finger in they nose

Coke Boys popping Rose, sour O's, getting money like

I get fly

I get high

Off the loud

A party ain't a party til we in it

And I got [?] weed when them seeds in it

Snow bunny on the road, doing the speed limit

Fuck the game, my [?] I'm taking [?] in it

I want shorty with the long hair, think it's weeve in it

Hit it in the coupe, on the low, the V tinted