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Aye, okay! Haha, can I hear it back? Trippin’ at the party, red cups on the lawn I think I broke his heart, his lil' Comme des Garçon We ain’t even started, they gon’ drink until it’s gone I only fuck with shawty 'cause she listens to my songs She don’t even know me, she just acting like a fan of me End of the night, we be acting like a family That’s okay, 'cause I'ma just head over to the balcony Meet a couple homies blowing loud and jump in crowds with me Staring at the screen and I just know that’s where I’m bound to be I can’t wait until the day that evеrybody proud of me Party, party, party, that’s how we escapе reality Party, party, party, that’s how we escape reality Trippin’ at the party, red cups on the lawn I think I broke his heart his lil Comme des Garçons We ain’t even started, they gon’ drink until it’s gone I only fuck with shawty 'cause she listens to my songs I only fuck wit shawty cuz’ she singing all my words Swerving off the curb, hands out, flipping birds Stripes on your shirt, I ain’t tryna’ get you hurt Letras de cancionesStripes on your shirt, I ain’t tryna’ get you hurt Staring at the screen and I just know that’s where I’m bound to be I can’t wait until the day that everybody proud of me Party, party, party, that’s how we escape reality Party, party, party, that’s how we escape reality Trippin’ at the party, red cups on the lawn I think I broke his heart, his lil' Comme des Garçon We ain’t even started, they gon’ drink until it’s gone I only fuck with shawty 'cause she listens to my songs From Letras Mania