Lyrics of ' ISSA PARTY (feat. BabyDrill) ' by Latto

(Pooh, you a fool for this one)
Go grizz (go grizz)
The motherfuckin' biggest
I been puttin' belt to ass all summer
I feel like y'all bitches mama, yeah

Bitch, I'm red, not green, lil' ho, stop playin' with me (stop it)
I hate borin' bitches, they be throwin' off my energy (God damn)
Stop callin' me sis, lil' ho, you know you ain't no kin to me (I don't know)
I done dropped my nuts on all them bitches, yeah, I'm himothy, real shit (I'm her)
Bitches love to hate, say it's fake, but I'm real thick (thick)
Nigga playin' cray, loose screw, I call drill quick (brrt)
Always get my way, what can I say? I'm hard to deal with (what can I say?)
Leave that man today, either way, bitch, I'm still lit (either way)
I brought all my bitches with me, they ain't check me at the door (no)
I feel like the tin man, all this chrome head-to-toe (baow)
She been tweetin' like she tough, we gon' catch that ho outside (outside)
I told brooke: Get the balloons, we gon' throw her a surprise

It's a party, it's a party, it's a party, ayy (okay)
I got shots for all the opps, it's a holiday (grr)
It's a party, it's a party, it's a party, ayy (okay)
We gon' bring them sparklers out, time to celebrate (ayy)
It's a party, it's a party, it's a party, ayy (okay)
I got shots for all the opps, it's a holiday (grr)
It's a party, it's a party, it's a party, ayy (okay)
We gon' bring them sparklers out, time to celebrate (ayy)

Brr
Damn, them niggas ain't had enough?
Every time they throw a party, came through that bitch sideways
[?] Rock sheistys all year
Got that bitch so many bags
And bitch, I'm babydrill, remember my name, push shit in the grave
Grave digger, same nigga
Hop out with that flame, nigga
Soon as I walk inside the party, got these niggas tuckin' chains
Latto say she spot an opp, she sent the drop, I'm on the way
Drill just beat another body, take a shot, let's celebrate
Twitter beef, don't do the back and forth, pull up shootin' for days
Broke ass nigga, I could [?], I can't take that boy serious
I got crosses on my back, fuck up and re-up just to get 'em
Saint laurent all on my back, I put chrome on my dick (chrome)
Niggas actin' like they strapped, knowin' damn well, they ain't no killers (bah, bah)
I ain't servin' at the dope house, I'm on my rappin' shit
Glock bisexual, talkin' crazy, quick to smack a bitch
Yeah, she scared of a nigga, don't know if I'm from that part, we spinnin' that bitch
I feel like waka flocka 'cause I just got the flame in here (ayy)

It's a party, it's a party, it's a party, ayy (okay)
I got shots for all the opps, it's a holiday (grr)
It's a party, it's a party, it's a party, ayy (okay)
We gon' bring them sparklers out, time to celebrate (ayy)
It's a party, it's a party, it's a party, ayy (okay)
I got shots for all the opps, it's a holiday (grr)
It's a party, it's a party, it's a party, ayy (okay)
We gon' bring them sparklers out, time to celebrate (ayy)