Party
M Huncho & Nafe Smallz Lyrics


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(Cage got that cold)
Gone, gone, gone
(Let's go, let's go, gone, gone, gone
Yeah (let's go, let's go, gone, gone)
(Zone, gone)

It's a lotta cash in my old safe
Gettin' money like José, Don P in this Rosé
Nice with the foreplay
She a freak 'cause she saucy, I know she wanna get naughty
Cut the Cocaine
Me and Huncho in our own lane, got the crack like propane
Racks on a slow day
She said that I'm cold, I should have a little heart like Soul Plane
Slide when I'm slidin' in the 'Vette (I'm sliding)
Ice down, buy her a baguette (I'm wildin')
Slide, tryna put me on a jet (I'm flying)
If I told her I ain't smoking on a spliff (I'm lying)
Niggas still hating on the set (they trying)
In the studio, I cook it like meth (this science)
First, I want an Audemars baguette (no diamonds)
Now I want a quarter-mil' Patek (no stylist)

Diamonds, frozen
Get a lil' money, that money, we gon' clear now
Came with the bruddas, the money, I still share out
All of these hoes, ain't one of 'em I care about
Racks on (gone), hello (hey)
All of this gold like a pharaoh
All of this gold like I'm yellow
Cuffing on a hoe? Hell no
Used to get high, no sleep
Barely even eat (yeah)
Had to take the long way home
Now I get fly, no fleek (gone)
Buy some more V's (yeah)
Studio a Huncho zone
Racks still bussing out the seam with it
Niggas know I been with it, you can never test my O (goddamn)
Drip down and I stay clean with it
Always stay G with it, you know I can never let go (no way)

Diamonds all on me, they dance like a party (let's go)
Eat it up, eat it up, sweet like peshwari, let's go (you know)
Tourin' the city, girl, like a safari (let's go, gone)
Jumpin' on the bike, she ride like a Harley, there's

It's a lotta cash in my old safe
Gettin' money like José, Don P in this Rosé
Nice with the foreplay
She a freak 'cause she saucy, I know she wanna get naughty
Cut the Cocaine
Me and Huncho in our own lane, got the crack like propane
Racks on a slow day
She said that I'm cold, I should have a little heart like Soul Plane
Slide when I'm slidin' in the 'Vette (I'm sliding)
Ice down, buy her a baguette (I'm wildin')
Slide, tryna put me on a jet (I'm flying)
If I told her I ain't smoking on a spliff (I'm lying)
Niggas still hating on the set (they trying)
In the studio, I cook it like meth (this science)
First, I want an Audemars baguette (no diamonds)
Now I want a quarter-mil' Patek (no stylist)

The Federales wanna make a new case
'Cause they see me with the AP
And I don't ever show face
With this money, I'm a go-getter
All my wins I'ma showcase, yeah, you know
Bro got the .45 on him, whoa
Any time there's problems, he'll let it go
You know my wrist is froze, these diamonds dance
These diamonds cold, I'm eskimo
It blings, the wap, it sings
I'm champion, I got the ring
Can't cuff no hoe, it's just a fling
Yeah, you know

Ah, gettin' it in (gettin' it in)
I'm wrapping it up
I'm sendin' it out (skrrt, baow)
So don't come and clown (come and clown)
I'm on the rise (on the fly)
Ain't coming down (coming down)
I'm gettin' a five
I'm gettin' in pounds
Racks in my jeans
Put the packs in my house
Got a link for machines
So don't come and clown (don't come and clown)
And the Cali on me
I can't turn that shit down
And her mouth is so neat
I'm bustin' straight out
(Bustin' straight out, bustin' straight out)
I just got the all white, it ain't Off-White, it's Albanian (woo, woo)




And I got a dark side and that dark side need some saving
And I got

Overall Meaning

the racks, they're bussing out the seams with it, and nobody can test their O. The lyrics to M Huncho and Nafe Smallz's song Party are all about the lavish lifestyle that these rappers are living. They don't care about haters, they only care about the money they're making and the people they're with. They brag about the cash in their old safe, getting money like Jose and Don P in their Rose, and being nice with the foreplay. They talk about the flashy cars they drive and their jewelry that's "frozen" with diamonds that dance like a party. The lyrics also reference drugs and guns, which are fairly common themes in hip-hop.


The chorus talks about touring the city like a safari and jumping on a bike, riding like a Harley. The verses then continue with references to the Federales, AP watches, and sending packages out. The song ends with the rappers busting out the seams with their money, and no one being able to test their flow.


Line by Line Meaning

(Cage got that cold)
I have an old safe that contains a lot of cash


Gone, gone, gone
I'm ready to leave and have some fun


(Let's go, let's go, gone, gone, gone
Let's go quickly and enjoy ourselves


Yeah (let's go, let's go, gone, gone)
Yes, let's go and have a great time


(Zone, gone)
I'm in my own zone and ready to party


It's a lotta cash in my old safe
I have a significant amount of money stored in my safe


Gettin' money like José, Don P in this Rosé
I'm making money like successful people


Nice with the foreplay
I have excellent skills in getting things started


She a freak 'cause she saucy, I know she wanna get naughty
She's open-minded and wants to have a wild time


Cut the Cocaine
Let's stop talking about drugs


Me and Huncho in our own lane, got the crack like propane
We're doing our own thing and excelling, just like highly flammable substances


Racks on a slow day
Even on a slow day, I'm making a lot of money


She said that I'm cold, I should have a little heart like Soul Plane
She thinks I'm emotionally detached, like the characters in the movie Soul Plane


Slide when I'm slidin' in the 'Vette (I'm sliding)
I smoothly drive my Corvette


Ice down, buy her a baguette (I'm wildin')
I'll buy her expensive jewelry like a diamond ring


Slide, tryna put me on a jet (I'm flying)
I'm aiming high and trying to travel in style


If I told her I ain't smoking on a spliff (I'm lying)
If I said I don't smoke marijuana, I'd be lying


Niggas still hating on the set (they trying)
Some people still have negative feelings towards our group


In the studio, I cook it like meth (this science)
When I'm in the studio, I create music with precision and expertise


First, I want an Audemars baguette (no diamonds)
Initially, I desired a diamond-encrusted watch, but now I prefer a luxury watch with a more understated design


Now I want a quarter-mil' Patek (no stylist)
Currently, I desire a Patek Philippe watch worth $250,000, and I don't care about the latest fashion trends


Diamonds, frozen
My diamonds are dazzling and unmoving


Get a lil' money, that money, we gon' clear now
Once we have a small amount of money, we'll make sure all our debts are settled


Came with the bruddas, the money, I still share out
I arrived with my friends, but I'm willing to share the money with them


All of these hoes, ain't one of 'em I care about
I don't care about any of these promiscuous women


Racks on (gone), hello (hey)
I have a lot of money and I'm ready to have a good time


All of this gold like a pharaoh
I have so much gold that I feel like Egyptian royalty


All of this gold like I'm yellow
The abundance of gold makes me feel like the color yellow


Cuffing on a hoe? Hell no
I'm not interested in committing to a promiscuous woman


Used to get high, no sleep
I used to indulge in drugs and didn't get enough sleep


Barely even eat (yeah)
I barely had time to eat


Had to take the long way home
I had to endure challenges and obstacles before achieving success


Now I get fly, no fleek (gone)
Now I dress stylishly without trying too hard


Buy some more V's (yeah)
I'll purchase more cars and enjoy the high-end lifestyle


Studio a Huncho zone
The studio is my personal space for creating music


Racks still bussing out the seam with it
I'm still making a lot of money


Niggas know I been with it, you can never test my O (goddamn)
People know that I'm experienced in this lifestyle, and they cannot challenge my ability


Drip down and I stay clean with it
My style is unique and I always look fresh


Always stay G with it, you know I can never let go (no way)
I always maintain my authenticity, and I will never change myself


Diamonds all on me, they dance like a party (let's go)
The diamonds on me shine and sparkle like they're celebrating


Eat it up, eat it up, sweet like peshwari, let's go (you know)
Enjoy and savor every moment, like the sweetness of peshwari cuisine


Tourin' the city, girl, like a safari (let's go, gone)
Exploring the city together, experiencing new adventures like a safari


Jumpin' on the bike, she ride like a Harley, there's
She rides motorcycles with skill and confidence


The Federales wanna make a new case
The authorities are trying to build a new legal case against me


'Cause they see me with the AP
Because they see me wearing an Audemars Piguet watch


And I don't ever show face
I always keep a low profile and avoid being seen


With this money, I'm a go-getter
I'm determined and ambitious when it comes to making money


All my wins I'ma showcase, yeah, you know
I proudly display all my achievements


Bro got the .45 on him, whoa
My brother carries a .45 caliber gun for protection


Any time there's problems, he'll let it go
Whenever there's trouble, he's ready to take action


You know my wrist is froze, these diamonds dance
My wrist is adorned with icy diamonds that glisten and move


These diamonds cold, I'm eskimo
The diamonds are so cold that it feels like I'm an eskimo


It blings, the wap, it sings
The diamonds on my wrist sparkle, shine, and make a beautiful sound


I'm champion, I got the ring
I consider myself a champion and I wear a championship ring


Can't cuff no hoe, it's just a fling
I'm not interested in a serious relationship, it's just a casual affair


Ah, gettin' it in (gettin' it in)
I'm putting in the work and achieving success


I'm wrapping it up
I'm finishing my tasks


I'm sendin' it out (skrrt, baow)
I'm distributing my product or completing my transactions


So don't come and clown (come and clown)
Don't try to mock or criticize me


I'm on the rise (on the fly)
I'm continually progressing and improving


Ain't coming down (coming down)
I won't let anything bring me down


I'm gettin' a five
I'm earning significant amounts of money


I'm gettin' in pounds
I'm making money in large quantities


Racks in my jeans
I have a lot of money in my pockets


Put the packs in my house
I store drugs in my house for distribution


Got a link for machines
I have a connection for firearms


So don't come and clown (don't come and clown)
Don't try to mock or criticize me


And the Cali on me
I have marijuana from California with me


I can't turn that shit down
I can't resist smoking it


And her mouth is so neat
She performs oral sex skillfully


I'm bustin' straight out
I'm coming out with energy and intensity


(Bustin' straight out, bustin' straight out)
I'm bursting out with full force


I just got the all white, it ain't Off-White, it's Albanian (woo, woo)
I recently acquired an entirely white item, but it's not the brand Off-White, it's from Albania


And I got a dark side and that dark side need some saving
I have a hidden side to me that needs redemption




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Sentric Music
Written by: Hritik Pattni, M Huncho, Nathan Adams

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