Late To Da Party
Lil Nas X, Youngboy Never Broke AgainYeah fuck BET (Yeah) fuck BET (Yeah)
fuck BET (Yeah yeah)
Yeah fuck BET (They know that)
yeah (They know that)
Yeah ayy (D-D-Daytrip took it to ten hey)
Yeah
Lick it all up (Mhm mm)
Slurp it (Mhm ah)
make it sloppy (Okay okay okay okay)
Look at how I top shit bitch
I just put like three up in the top ten
Now I don't need nobody
I just need these CCs on my body
Everything I do bitch right or wrong
gon' make a profit
Read about it
I don't even gotta sing about it
I wake up with the money that
you niggas dream about uh
Cheese all on my left uh
cheese all on my side yeah
They don't want it like that
they want me to die yeah
Cheese all on my left uh
cheese all on my side yeah (Okay)
They don't want it like that they want me to die
Don't try me you better save that shit
for somebody else
Don't try me 'cause bitch
I can't be late to the party yeah
Yeah you know we got 'em
Hundreds (Grr) inside this bitch
a hundred sticks
A hundred bitches with a hundred thousand
on my wrist yeah
Baddie in my bed and she plan
on drivin' me (What?)
Demons in my head
I can't stop 'em all from ridin' me
She want me to buy her some CCs
She wanna eat
and I hope that she don't bite nah
She on her knees and she's worshipin' right now
With her friend I'm flirtin'
now she wan' fight now
These people they know not to try me
I get in that mode and collect me a body
I'm up in New York like I'm Gotti
I'm ridin' lil' shorty like new Kawasakis
Cheese all on my left uh
cheese all on my side yeah
They don't want it like that
they want me to die yeah
Cheese all on my left uh
cheese all on my side yeah (Okay)
They don't want it like that they want me to die
Don't try me you better save that
shit for somebody else
Don't try me 'cause bitch
I can't be late to the party yeah
Yeah you know we got 'em
Hmm get it uh (Get it)
Window double tinted (Yeah yeah)
Fake simp pretty
you bitches wouldn't get it uh (Yeah)
I'm at Met Gala in Versace and it's fitted uh
Farted on these niggas (Pfft) oops
I think I shitted
He want X' I'm likin' his sister
Want her to perform
so I gotta book her (Let's go let's go)
She say "Chanel bag" plus
I'm gon' flood her ears with boogers
They know not to try me
they know for a fact that I got it
On my and hip blue hundreds
inside of my pocket
Mercedes-Benz with the Brabus kit body
I shipped it I hit it take off like a rocket (Vroom)
Long as she don't tell nobody
I'm gon' caress her whole body uh
Know I'm ready as soon as she cum uh
I lick it as soon as I'm done (Yeah uh)
Don't wan' be late for the party (Mmm ah ah)
You know I turn up
they can't never turn me down
Don't try me
you better save that shit for somebody else
Don't try me
'cause bitch I can't be late to the party yeah
Yeah you know we got 'em
Yeah fuck BET (Yeah) fuck BET (Yeah)
fuck BET (Yeah yeah)
Yeah fuck BET (They know that)
yeah (They know that)
Yeah yeah ayy yeah