Late To Da Party Lyrics by Lil Nas X & NBA YoungBoy is latest English song with music also given by Jason Goldberg, Take a Daytrip. Late To Da Party song lyrics are written by David Biral, Denzel Baptiste, Jason Goldberg, NBA YoungBoy, Lil Nas X.
Late To Da Party Song Detail
| Song Name: | Late To Da Party |
| Singer: | Lil Nas X, NBA YoungBoy |
| Composer: | Jason Goldberg, Take a Daytrip |
| Lyrics by: | David Biral, Denzel Baptiste, Jason Goldberg, NBA YoungBoy, Lil Nas X |
| Music Label: | Columbia Records |
Late To Da Party Lyrics
Yeah! Fu*k bet (yeah!)
Fu*k bet (yeah!)
Fu*k bet (yeah! Yeah!)
Yeah! Fu*k bet (they know that)
Yeah! (they know that)
Yeah! Aye!
D-d-daytrip took it to ten, hey!
Yeah!
Lick it all up (hmm! Mm)
Slurp it (hmm! Aah!)
Make it sloppy (okay, okay, okay, okay)
Look at how I top sh!T, b!Tch
I just put like three up in the top ten
Now I don’t need nobody
I just need these ccs on my body
Everything I do, b!Tch
Right or wrong, gone make a profit
Read about it
I don’t even gotta sing about it
I wake up with the money
That you n!Ggas dream about, uhh!
Cheese all on my left, uhh!
Cheese all on my side, yeah!
They don’t want it like that
They want me to die, yeah!
Cheese all on my left, uhh!
Cheese all on my sidе, yeah! (okay)
They don’t want it like that
Thеy want me to die
Don’t try me
You better save that sh!T for somebody else
Don’t try me, ’cause b!Tch
I can’t be late to the party, yeah!
Yeah! You know we got them
Hundreds (grr) inside this b!Tch, a hundred sticks
A hundred b!Tches with a hundred thousand on my wrist, yeah!
Baddie in my bed and she plan on driving me (what?)
Demons in my head, I can’t stop them all from riding me
She want me to buy her some ccs
She wanna eat and I hope that she don’t bite, nah
She on her knees, and she’s worshiping right now
With her friend I’m flirting, now she want fight now
These people they know not to try me
I get in that mode and collect me a body
I’m up in new york like I’m gotti
I’m riding lil’ shorty like new kawasakis
Cheese all on my left, uhh!
Cheese all on my side, yeah!
They don’t want it like that
They want me to die, yeah!
Cheese all on my left, uhh!
Cheese all on my side, yeah! (okay)
They don’t want it like that
They want me to die
Don’t try me
You better save that sh!T for somebody else
Don’t try me, ’cause, b!Tch
I can’t be late to the party, yeah!
Yeah! You know we got them
Hmm! Get it, uhh! (get it)
Window double tinted (yeah! Yeah!)
Fake, simp, pretty’
You b!Tches wouldn’t get it, uhh! (yeah!)
I’m at met gala in versace and it’s fitted, uhh!
Farted on these n!Ggas (pfft)
Oops, I think I sh!Tted
He want x’, I’m liking his sister
Want her to perform
So I gotta book her (let’s go, let’s go)
She say, “Chanel bag,” plus
I’m gone flood her ears with boogers
They know not to try me
They know for a fact that I got it
On my and hip blue hundreds inside of my pocket
Mercedes-benz with the brabus kit body
I shipped it, I hit it
Take off like a rocket (vroom)
Long as she don’t tell nobody
I’m gone caress her whole body, uhh!
Know I’m ready as soon as she cum, uhh!
I lick it as soon as I’m done (yeah! Uhh! )
Don’t want be late for the party (mmm! Aah! Aah!)
You know I turn up, they can’t never turn me down
Don’t try me
You better save that sh!T for somebody else
Don’t try me
’cause b!Tch I can’t be late to the party, yeah!
Yeah! You know we got them
Yeah! Fu*k bet (yeah!)
Fu*k bet (yeah!)
Fu*k bet (yeah! Yeah!)
Yeah! Fu*k bet (they know that)
Yeah! (they know that)
Yeah! Yeah! Aye! Yeah!