[Intro: Lowkey]
Mmm Lowkey
[Verse 1]
Yeah you know I did it for the turn up
(Turn up turn up turn up turn up)
Did it so no fake turn up
Okay I'm coolin', I'm boolin
While they schoolin', make learners
I make it cool to go murder
Fake sh*t out here is unheard of
Im still FAR Party man
But I'm takin' sh*t further
I'll go and be a goat and all you sheep meet your herder
I go ahead and skeet and make ya b*tch lick my curd up
Okay I'm tryna go stir up
All these f*cks who deferred us
I tell ya b*tch "Go 'head, go 'head, go 'head drop it low"
She do it like pro, know she been here since before
Yeah, she pop it for Papi
I met that chick in my lobby
She go and make it her hobby
How she roll on that molly
I just went and just popped one
'Bout to f*ck the whole block up
Ask them "Where the birds at? Tell em bring the whole flock up"
sh*t is Gucci
So I make it lit like I'm Flocka
Do it like El Chapo, free my mans when he locked up
Tell the man to sound blockas
If they tryna block us
Never been blocked before (No!)
f*ck 'em tryna stop us
And stalk us, tryna get on this guest list
Well f*ck 'em (f*ck 'em, man, and)
Hand the waitress this check list, like
[Hook]
Fifty bottles
I need fifty bottles
Hundred pound ace of spade
Waste size of the models
Fifty bottles
I need fifty bottles
One each, I'm going state to state
This year I'm on colossal
Fifty bottles
I need fifty bottles
Hundred pound ace of spade
Waste size of the models
Fifty bottles
I need fifty bottles
One each, I'm going state to state
This year I'm on colossal
Fifty bottles
[Verse 2]
sh*t just start to hit me (God damn!)
No tolerance
Believe or not like Ripley
Know I brought the Party with me
Drownin' in champagne - Whitney
Strictly Bacardi
Yeah Bacardi for the party
She want then just tell her that she gotta move her body
(Move that)
Then just hop up in the Audi
Learn just why they call me, they call me Audi Papi, man
I'm so sloppy like
[Outro]
Uh yeah
Drop it
Pop it
Fifty bottles
Yeah
Drop it
Fifty Bottles
Pop it
Fifty Bottles