Fes Taylor - Shoot Up the Party lyrics

[Fes Taylor] Yeah, Staten Island we back Born up town, Running with the bottle kids The Moms bounced out to Staten Island, Slid Kept to shopping at Lids, Buy a few fitteds Hated by a few critics, But I'm the new sh**-ick By n***as wicked like Ice Cube with it Like everyday Halloween, You treat'n I ain't trick'n for Aves to pick in, The Park Hill stick'n Anything with j**els drip'n, No you fools didn't Come to my hood, Look'n like food in it And I don't only walk the walk, I prove in it You finish like, Empty bottles of brews, Guinness Knock your teeth out like a true dentist Coupe tinted, No roof in it Twenty inch rims spin'n, Look at the waves Mothers brush yall hook up the waves Music blast at the light, b**hes look I just look up your wave like [Chorus 2X: Fes Taylor] Bluck-Bluck-Bluck, We shoot'n up the party Trouble making n***as got beef with everybody See we pull up cars and doing pull up spars We like Jamaican stars, We yelling pull up, Pull up [Fes Taylor] They say, One man can't change a whole continent So I put an army together so I can concur it Know they k**ed Cochran, Cause OJ they couldn't lock him in So stitch and sew like I'm doctor'n Buck fifty slashes, Clubs give us access Kinda like we got V.I.P. pa**es Yeah we shining with the Sun when our axis Like we moving the camera, Snap shot flashes Back block stashes, Cops still hara**ing Knowing we ain t have sh**, You was hustle'n aspirin And now they ready rock that sheet rock Sell a beat on the block, Lift you out your Reebok's Welcome home T-Bot, My n***a E Locked Had around the same time S.E. got Like Flex dead, Damn, Still f** with my head Sometimes wish it was me instead I should've went with you [Chorus] [Outro: Fes Taylor] Party over n***a, Soon as we come up in this b**h We shutting the sh** the f** down n***a n***as can't get no money out here, Unless we in on it man