Celebration Station

Lyrics

And I can't do my dance 'cause my pants they from...
 They from France
 I can't slow this
 (I'm working on dying) Yeah
 No, I can't slow it (fast-paced all the time, yeah, yeah)
 One, two, three, yeah! (Ayy, Brandon, man, why you do that?)
 Too much guap, bands, bands, bad lil' foreign, ten, ten
 She ignore that man, fuckin' with me, handstand
 I can't lie, she got that good, but that girl bad, bad
 I stay with a bag, bag, make that girl dance, dance (let's go, yeah)
 Yeah, what is mine, that is yours
 You can't hold my Lam', yes, I own my land
 Stackin' this paper, you know that I get it up
 I can't be broke again
 Talkin' that shit, then that Glocky gon' hit it up
 Headshot soak his mans
 My choppa get hot just like a pan
 Knock your headlights just like a ram
 I got ten toes, and I count up, ten fingers
 So I do not need an, um, helping hand
 Monopoly crib, I'm movin' again
 Got your bitch on me, she groovin' again (let's go)
 Lamborghini just give them a reason to hate
 So my niggas shootin' again
 My coupe, my roof, drop that shit again
 She sucked my dick, then she mopped up my friend
 No, we do not wanna feel tooth again
 When she let me go, I'm on the loose again (bye-bye)
 She on the molly, she tryna boot again
 She ain't even mine, this girl is a lend
 I prayed every time when I thought you sinned
 I write in my mind, I don't use a pen, yeah
 She givin' me time, my watch cost a Lam'
 Just give me more time, other watch cost a Benz (yeah, yeah)
 Look at Lil Uzi, he poppin' again
 Them niggas, they switchin', they hoppin' again (yeah)
 Look at them niggas, they oppin' again
 She givin' that top, and she sloppin' again (woah)
 Look at his album, it's floppin' again
 Not takin' a break, I'm not stoppin' again (yeah, woah, yeah)
 Too much guap, bands, bands, bad lil' foreign, ten, ten
 She ignore that man, fuckin' with me, handstand
 I can't lie, she got that good, but that girl bad, bad
 I stay with a bag, bag, make that girl dance, dance (let's go)
 Yeah, what is mine, that is yours
 You can't hold my Lam', yes, I own my land
 Stackin' this paper, you know that I get it up
 I can't be broke again
 Talkin' that shit, then that Glocky gon' hit it up
 Headshot soak his mans
 Woah, spent 100,000 on a brand new pointer choker (woah)
 Automatic gun's got a motor
 I can feel that shit in my shoulder (woah)
 Brand new watch cost a quarter
 And you know it's flooded in water
 You know every day I'm gettin' older
 But I'm young enough for your daughter (let's go)
 And you know my neck is flooded in boulders (boulders)
 Gettin' money, yeah, that's my quota (quota)
 Even though Lil Uzi gettin' older (older)
 Know I'm young enough for your daughter (yeah)
 Every time I'm in my mind, I focus (yeah)
 She give me head, hypnosis (yeah)
 Talkin' 'bout the love can't hold me (woah)
 Talkin' 'bout the guap can't fold me
 Uh, talkin' 'bout, "You're mine," no, you don't own me
 Yeah, just take your time, and gotta be colder
 Yeah, it's on my mind, and they just know me (know me)
 Yeah, fast-paced all the time, and I can't slow it (yeah, yeah, yeah)
 Too much guap, bands, bands, bad lil' foreign, ten, ten
 She ignore that man, fuckin' with me, handstand
 I can't lie, she got that good, but that girl bad, bad
 I stay with a bag, bag, make that girl dance, dance (let's go)
 Yeah, what is mine, that is yours
 You can't hold my Lam', yes, I own my land
 Stackin' this paper, you know that I get it up
 I can't be broke again
 Talkin' that shit, then that Glocky gon' hit it up
 Headshot soak his mans (Lil Uzi)
 ♪
 Hello? Hello?
 Where am I?
 I ain't never seen nothing like this, the fuck is all this?
 Hello? Yo?
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:15
Key
6
Tempo
142 BPM

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