Late To Da Party
Lil Nas X Lyrics


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Yeah, fuck BET (yeah), fuck BET (yeah), fuck BET (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, fuck BET (they know that), yeah (they know that)
Yeah, ayy (D-D-Daytrip took it to ten, hey)
Yeah

Lick it all up (mhm, mm)
Slurp it (mhm, ah), make it sloppy (okay, okay, okay, okay)
Look at how I top shit, bitch
I just put like three up in the top ten
And I don't need nobody, I just need these CCs on my body
Everything I do, bitch, right or wrong, gon' make a profit
Read about it
I don't even got to sing about it ('bout it)
I wake up with the money that you niggas dream about, uh

Cheese all on my left, uh, cheese all on my side, yeah
They don't want it like that, they want me to die, yeah
Cheese all on my left, uh, cheese all on my side, yeah (ayy)
They don't want it like that, they want me to die

Don't try me, you better save that shit for somebody else
Don't try me 'cause, bitch, I can't be late to the party, yeah
Yeah, you know we got a

Hundred (grr) inside this bitch, a hundred sticks
A hundred bitches with a hundred thousand on my wrist, yeah
Baddie in my bed and she plan on drivin' me (what?)
Demons in my head, I can't stop them all from rottin' me
She want me to buy her some CC
She wanna eat and I hope that she don't bite, nah
She on her knees, and she worshipin' right now
With her friend I'm flirtin', now she wan' 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 ridin' lil' shorty like new Kawasakis

Cheese all on my left, uh, cheese all on my side, yeah
They don't want it like that, they want me to die, yeah
Cheese all on my left, uh, cheese all on my side, yeah (ayy)
They don't want it like that, they want me to die

Don't try me, you better save that shit for somebody else
Don't try me 'cause, bitch, I can't be late to the party, yeah
Yeah, you know we got a

Hmm, get it, uh (get it)
Window double tinted (yeah, yeah)
Face sittin' pretty, you bitches wouldn't get it, uh (yeah)
I'm at Met Gala in Versace and it's fitted, uh
Farted on these niggas (pfft), oops, I think I shitted

He want X, I'm likin' his sister
Want her to perform, so I gotta book her (let's go, let's go)
She say, "Chanel bag," plus I'm gon' flood her ears with boogers
They know not to try me, they know for a fact that I got it
On my hip and blue hundreds inside of my pocket
Mercedes-Benz with the Brabus kit body
I shift it, I hit it, take off like a rocket (vroom)
Long as she don't tell nobody, I'm gon' caress her whole body, uh
Know I'm ready as soon as she cum, uh
I lick it as soon as I'm done (yeah, uh)
Don't wan' be late for the party (mmm, ahh)
You know I turn up, they can't never turn me down

Don't try me, you better save that shit for somebody else
Don't try me 'cause, bitch, I can't be late to the party, yeah
Yeah, you know we got a





Yeah, fuck BET (yeah), fuck BET (yeah), fuck BET (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, fuck BET (they know that), yeah, yeah (they know that), ayy, yeah

Overall Meaning

In his song "Late To Da Party", Lil Nas X expresses his disregard for criticism from the music television network BET. The chorus "Yeah, fuck BET, yeah" is repeated multiple times throughout the song, making his animosity towards the channel clear. In addition, Lil Nas X boasts about his success in the music industry, claiming that he doesn't need validation from anyone else but himself. He brags about having multiple songs in the top ten, and mentions his wealth by referencing expensive fashion brands like Chanel.


The lyrics in this song are a reflection of Lil Nas X's true spirit, which is known for standing his ground against unwanted criticism. In interviews, he has revealed that he's always learned to tune out negative voices and focus on the positive energy around him. This is evident in the song, where he confidently says "everything I do, right or wrong, gon' make a profit." He also acknowledges the haters by saying "they don't want it like that, they want me to die," but makes it clear that he won't back down.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah, fuck BET (yeah), fuck BET (yeah), fuck BET (yeah, yeah)
Expressing animosity towards the television network BET in a harsh tone.


Yeah, fuck BET (they know that), yeah (they know that)
Reiterating the artist's disdain for BET and the fact that they are aware of it.


Yeah, ayy (D-D-Daytrip took it to ten, hey) Yeah
Acknowledging that the producer D-D-Daytrip has taken the production of the song to another level.


Lick it all up (mhm, mm) Slurp it (mhm, ah), make it sloppy (okay, okay, okay, okay)
Using sensual language to describe the process of performing oral sex.


Look at how I top shit, bitch I just put like three up in the top ten
Boasting about his recent musical success, having multiple songs in the top ten charts.


And I don't need nobody, I just need these CCs on my body Everything I do, bitch, right or wrong, gon' make a profit
Declaring that he doesn't need anyone but himself and his material belongings to succeed financially.


Read about it I don't even got to sing about it ('bout it) I wake up with the money that you niggas dream about, uh
Stating that his wealth is so great that he doesn't need to sing about it for people to know about it.


Cheese all on my left, uh, cheese all on my side, yeah They don't want it like that, they want me to die, yeah
Describing the presence of money on his left and right side, with the acknowledgement that people want him to fail.


Don't try me, you better save that shit for somebody else Don't try me 'cause, bitch, I can't be late to the party, yeah
Challenging anyone who wants to mess with him and stating that he can't afford to miss out on any opportunities.


Hundred (grr) inside this bitch, a hundred sticks A hundred bitches with a hundred thousand on my wrist, yeah
Boasting about his wealth, having a large amount of cash and women at his disposal, as well as expensive jewelry.


Baddie in my bed and she plan on drivin' me (what?) Demons in my head, I can't stop them all from rottin' me She want me to buy her some CC She wanna eat and I hope that she don't bite, nah
Revealing that he has a woman in his bed who is planning to drive him somewhere, while also acknowledging that he has personal demons that he can't escape from.


She on her knees, and she worshipin' right now With her friend I'm flirtin', now she wan' fight now
Describing a sexual encounter with a woman who is submissive, while also flirting with her friend causing a potential conflict.


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 ridin' lil' shorty like new Kawasakis
Asserting that people know not to mess with him, and that he's in a state of mind where he could harm someone. Comparing himself to John Gotti of the Gambino crime family and describing his riding of a motorcycle.


Hmm, get it, uh (get it) Window double tinted (yeah, yeah) Face sittin' pretty, you bitches wouldn't get it, uh (yeah) I'm at Met Gala in Versace and it's fitted, uh Farted on these niggas (pfft), oops, I think I shitted
Describing his luxury lifestyle, including being at the high-end Met Gala in Versace clothing, and also making a crude joke about flatulence.


He want X, I'm likin' his sister Want her to perform, so I gotta book her (let's go, let's go) She say, "Chanel bag," plus I'm gon' flood her ears with boogers
Acknowledging someone's interest in him and trying to leverage that interest to gain the attention of their sister to book her for a performance. Stating that he will also shower her with gifts and flattery.


Mercedes-Benz with the Brabus kit body I shift it, I hit it, take off like a rocket (vroom) Long as she don't tell nobody, I'm gon' caress her whole body, uh Know I'm ready as soon as she cum, uh I lick it as soon as I'm done (yeah, uh) Don't wan' be late for the party (mmm, ahh) You know I turn up, they can't never turn me down
Describing driving a custom Mercedes-Benz car and boasting about his sexual prowess with a woman while ensuring her discretion. stating that he is always ready to go and will not miss out on any opportunities to party.


Yeah, fuck BET (yeah), fuck BET (yeah), fuck BET (yeah, yeah) Yeah, fuck BET (they know that), yeah, yeah (they know that), ayy, yeah
Reiterating his hatred for BET and their awareness of it.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: David Biral, Denzel Michael-Akil Baptiste, Jason Michael Goldberg, Kentrell Deshawn Gaulden, Montero Lamar Hill, Rosario Peter IV Lenzo

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@ryancantcook

The budget for this music video was insane🔥

@Noah28819

fr 💀

@kanyewestreplacement

Don’t read my name 🤠 .

@inyabloodclatt7242

👍🏽

@Eliitheone

All green screen

@moody9556

@@Eliitheone 😱

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@eunjicho3229

I think the message behind this video is very artistically masterful. He’s using memes and stock photos to basically said he doesn’t need their awards, he already has the entirety of the Internet on his side. He may not have BET’s approval, but he has the majority’s approval

@1baconhairqualquer231

beautiful words, bro!

@macmaczee3485

Full cap🤓

@bumpybananaboy2154

You must have a lot of time to be able to overthink that much

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