Party On Blood On the Dance Floor

[Verse 1: Dahvie Vanity]
Girls on lock
Make it drop
Hand on Glock
Party hard
Never stop
Haters hate
Bitches talk;
I'm too trashed to even walk...
I'm too gone
To be found
Heat rising
40 oz..
Wrist, ankle
Shackle, thighs
I'll black out till sunrise!
I'll wake up with no regrets
With 11 girls in my bed
I'm back up
And going out
Fuck my way
Through the crowd...
Gotta raise my body count
Up and down
Scream and shout
Live it up
Party down;
Whiskey shots 'till I hit the ground!