Party Bus Rich The Kid, Famous Dex & Jay Critch

[Intro: Jay Critch]
Hey, ayy

[Pre-Chorus: Jay Critch]
I gotta smoke up the onion
Cookie beat a nigga head, concussion (That cookie beating on my head)
I just be talkin' to money
Me and that bread be havin' discussions (I just be talkin' to bread)
I remember when she ain't want me
VVS's on me, now that bitch bustin' (Hey)
I had to hit me a lick
You thought it was lean, but it was the 'Tussin

[Chorus: Jay Critch]
Thought it was
She goin' through the gang, all of us (All of us)
She off a Xan', party bus (Hey)
Shooters in the cut, don't start 'em up (Baow)
Pull up to the spot, shoot the party up (Baow, baow)
My pockets was low but I got 'em up (I got 'em up)
My niggas on go, ain't no stopping us (Stopping us)
I got me some dough, now she poppin' up (Poppin' up)
I pour me a four in pineapple crush (Yeah)

[Verse: 1 Jay Critch]
I pour me a three in a peach crush (In a peach crush)
She sippin' my lean, now she geeked up (Now she geeked up)
The girl of your dreams is an eater
Rocket on me, nigga, don't try to sneak up
Too boring, why she think that I need her?
Two foreigns, bitch, I need me a visa (Two foreigns)
She staring like she Mona Lisa (Hey)
Ice glaring, came out of the freezer
Them diamonds fighting like Goku and Frieza (Goku and Frieza)
No, shawty, I don't want you or need ya (Want you or need ya)
How you ballin'? See you up in the bleachers (Up in the bleachers)
I'ma hit a stain, my niggas, they bleachin' (Jugg)
LV, put it all on my sneakers
Healthy, smokin' on the best reefer (Hey)
In the Ghost lookin' like the Grim Reaper
Honor roll, she give brain like teachers