Firmament lyrics

[Intro]
That intro is crazy
Uh, yeah
Is there a hook on there or nah?
Is this-is this the beat?

[Chorus: Buddy]
Can't stop the party
And when the sun goes down

[Verse 1: Like]
I need a favor
I need that za to hit like like Ali and Frazier
But only papers
n*ggas still buying packs with the flavors
I'll see you later, player
I'm on these capers, turn these racks into acres
Anita Baker on my playlist, thankful
Named after the angel Gabriel
I know you're tired of that same old same old
Say [?] anglos' angles
Ain't sh*t sweet, this ain't mango tango, more like Django
Oh, baby, might be the coldest to hit the firmament
So wavy, flow in the water, it make the current shift
Old Navy [?] hoodies we used to grow up in
And n*ggas still bite like my Dobermann, I'm over it
Cop the gas by the zip, I'm finna roll this sh*t
The odor hit like two sticks, the old n*gga deodorant
Oh sh*t, never been my match but for sure was lit
The whole kit, '86 Coupe with the gold, oh sh*t
[Chorus: Buddy]
Yeah, yeah, sugar
Don't stop the party
Yeah, yeah, sugar
Don't stop the party
And when the sun goes down
Ooh, don't stop the party
Don't stop the party
Until the DJ play my favorite song
Don't stop the party
Don't stop the party

[Verse 2: KYLE]
Yeah, I'm ready to body sh*t, I'm ready to body sh*t
No Rollie on my wrist but y'all n*ggas should know what time it is
Ain't committing homicides an' all but that's alright
'Cause I ain't one of them guys that just be saying something 'cause it rhyme with sh*t
Been a long time since I had to 9 to 5 this sh*t
I'm still 'bout a billion away from where I been tryna get
I still mix up some of that [?] with the designer sh*t
I got designer that, designer this, designer whips
Designer crib, it came with a one-of-one designer b*tch
She paid like twenty-thousand for those, they're designer tits
I don't even take her to the club 'cause she keep tryna kiss
Ooh, shorty don't do that, that's not cool, that's rude
And any sucker sh*t they said I did is not true
And any n*gga that they said was wack is not Blu
And whoever they said can hang with us is not you
Yeah, y'all already know, this how we do, come on
[Chorus: Buddy & Blu]
Yeah, yeah, sugar
Don't stop the party
Yeah, yeah, sugar
Don't stop the party (Uh, yeah)
And when the sun goes down, yeah
Ooh, don't stop the party (Yeah, don't stop)
Don't stop the party (Uhh)

[Verse 3: Blu]
'Cause it's a celebration, b*tches
Take it from the best in the game spittin'
All the hella hate, it never leads to elevating riches
I escalate to ranges on switches
You n*ggas is on the internet banging from long distance
I'm saying, come on with it (Ahh)
Get in the vicinity to visit me (Uh-huh)
'Cause lyrically you ain't at all vicious (Nah)
You playing it off, endless
I'm saying you soft, you say you hard
But nobody else that you know in your circle say you are
Say you fall like a tree in the forest, no one would notice
If I slip, no one'll trip because I'm one of the dopest
You ever try to smoke me, gotta smoke me 'til the roach clip (Uh-huh)
'Cause I ain't going out like double dating with no b*tch
Pardon? You couldn't be an emcee fly
If you was Marty I leave you as is, and sorry
No joke, Aziz Ansari, with no joke
To go, it's gold ropes for dope quotes - folks, go
[Chorus: Buddy]
Yeah, yeah, sugar
Don't stop the party
Yeah, yeah, sugar
Don't stop the party
And when the sun goes down
Ooh, don't stop the party
Don't stop the party
Until the DJ play my favorite song
Don't stop the party
Don't stop the party