Saint Pious - CLBRTE Lyrics

It's the prime time
Let's have a night out on the town and pop the fine wine and then it's going down
In the VIP all the drinks is on me
Let's have another round because the time is now
To celebrate, celebrate. Put your hands up in the air and celebrate, celebrate
Put your glasses in the air
I throw a party for the people 'cause they jump and they love it
Pop they champagne then I grab a glass from the cupboard
Did some things last year you shouldn't mention to mother
Should have charged them a cover
Got people sleeping on cars and running naked in streets
If I had to describe it, I'd say it's ratchet but chic
Peep the paintings on walls
Black light bulbs the only things that's lighting the hall
She ain't a slut, so don't be prude, she's just topless y'all
I'm betted on everything from cards to the cups
My bathroom is courtesy, tampons to cologne
My champagne is Bollinger
My Father I smoke
I burn a hoe bustier with ashes I drop
Thought, maybe I ought not be caught on camera
Pulled my privates out in public places to pee
Can't do it like I do. That's why they chauffeur me
It's the prime time
Let's have a night out on the town and pop the fine wine and then it's going down
In the VIP all the drinks is on me
Let's have another round because the time is now
To celebrate, celebrate. Put your hands up in the air and celebrate, celebrate
Put your glasses in the air
Buying bottles on rent money
Un año a pija
Downtown, took a black car. Blow clouds of the shisha
Out my side mouth talk
I sweared. I sway when I walk
Snuck liquor in the club and tried not to get caught
Like a midnight auction
Graffiti in tunnels
I tend to get back silently when I'm disgruntled
Paying insane change to have some flowers arranged
Purple lilies like Prince with some white like
Baby's Breath. I step like cars behind COTA
If I start to spit, hit my quota. The corner
Sober thoughts I speak on streets with passerbys
While we wait our ride, outside, like twelve of us
Living to die young, sing songs monotonous
Committed ATM sins
Spilled vodka and gin
Key bumping on the entry in
It's the prime time
Let's have a night out on the town and pop the fine wine and then it's going down
In the VIP all the drinks is on me
Let's have another round because the time is now
To celebrate, celebrate. Put your hands up in the air and celebrate, celebrate
Put your glasses in the air