This is a song about "Party in nyc with the drill"

Or not u're exclusde from the party online

A couple pair of lips, i'm smoochin' on ya panty line

Keep the party turned round

No reason to be around

Its a party in the clouds don't need an invitation

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Than her dad cries and says fine, and we go in the back for the after party,

Came from italybellisimo, was tha callyeah nigga i got versace

And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era

Party all the time listen i'm da baddest in school the

With less people liking you than a pauly shore party

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

This party will make the neighbors lose it!

I reel them in, goadomes on see

Toast, toast to the party!