Personal Party

[Intro]

Wizzle got wings, Wizzle got everything

Got your pussy wetter than a hurricane

Pay the bill, tell her, "Keep the change"

[Chorus]

We don't really pass ’em, we just smoke

We don't really pass 'em, we just smoke

I hope you got your own rolled up

I hope you got your own rolled up

We don’t really pass 'em, we just smoke

We don't really pass 'em, we just smoke

I hope you got your own rolled up

I hope you got your own rolled up

[Verse 1]

By the time you hear this one

I'll be high, somewhere on a mission

Probably flying somewhere, me and a couple bitches

Who look good as they do in they pictures

Look 'em up, they got shit like CEO in they description

Rather bring her back to her seat, her shit too expensive

THC pills and McQueen shots, we twisted

None of us spilled our drinks when the plane lifted off, destination was typed in

And, baby girl, you the type that might end up in my bed before the night end

Made sure she was in her right mind

Some nigga rolled her a joint, I threw that shit out and let her hit mine

[Chorus]

We don't really pass 'em, we just smoke

We don’t really pass ’em, we just smoke

I hope you got your own rolled up

I hope you got your own rolled up

We don't really pass ’em, we just smoke

We don't really pass 'em, we just smoke

I hope you got your own rolled up

I hope you got your own rolled up

[Verse 2]

Personal parties

Only pass to my niggas from the hood or my brother from New Orleans

Don't know where your hand’s been, so you won't put your hands on my spliff

If you was me, you would understand how many bands I spent to get to the position that I'm in

Expecting me to just dip in the stash like shit come out of thin air

That's how you know niggas ain't experienced and they energy's weird

I ain't promise you nothing, just to be clear

Plus turned down everyone the same way, just to be fair

Losing my respect, getting all emotional

Should've brought your own like a nigga told you to do

[Chorus]

We don't really pass 'em, we just smoke

We don't really pass 'em, we just smoke

I hope you got your own rolled up

I hope you got your own rolled up

We don't really pass 'em, we just smoke

We don't really pass 'em, we just smoke

I hope you got your own rolled up

I hope you got your own rolled up

[Outro]

Me and Berner picking out another strain

Private pilot, Rolls Royce outside the plane

Tryna get some sleep, I'm taking off my chains

Wizzle got wings, Wizzle got everything