Personal Party Lyrics by Smoke DZA Ft. Curren$y
Flying down the west side
Joining my air
One bout to get lid up, I’m about to disappear
In thin air, feeling untouchable
Tommy bond, sincere, you think I give a fuck about a red light
Niggers can’t do us, so they dead tight
Hating on a young slick nigger, for getting there
Fly shit I mastered it, nothing like your average
Cookie patch rugby
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