Party Time Consequence

[Intro]
It's party time, ah-ah-ah-ah
This one vicious, yeah, this one vicious
It's party time, ayy, ayy, ayy
(Oh, it's party time)

[Verse 1]
The best place to find help is at the end of your arm
But I'm the kinda guy up when my friend is at harm
They go and bet it all once I enter their palms
And drop the kinda fire that'll set off alarms
We know that two wrongs never make things right
But when you innocent, you wear you with the next man's wife
You might as well say you'll take the next man's life
'Cause that's the dark place that makes most men fight
But from the outside, a person can tell
You going through your own personal hell
Your parents out here like Sonya and Dell
And ever since Sophie had a story to tell
You been taking Ls and coming out the cage
And thought we couldn't tell you were coming after K
But it never plays to oversell yourself (Uh-uh)
But most crabs are a shell of theyself
We keep living in the past so they telling themself
Me, I'm flipping cash so I'm feeling myself (Uh-huh)
So I don't do something less it's bacon or cheese
And you ain't gotta try to talk Jamaica with me, cuz
Even the shotters in Toronto, know you tripping Drake
I won't trip, but Trippie left you dripping red
Infrareds pointed at your cranium
Baby, this ain't the date at Dodgers Stadium
This is PM doing it to paladium (Real niggas know)
Who told Aubs that he could play with them? (Let that nigga know)
That boy Cons'd run the fate with him
I wish we could shoot 5 instead of group chats
Next time bring Chubbs with you when you shoot back