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Dark Party Video (MV)




Performed By: Trey Vance
Language: English
Length: 2:36
Written by: Trevor Dockum




Trey Vance - Dark Party Lyrics




Showed up to the party bad bitch, magic
How she stole my heart she a savage, tragic
She just wanna live this life lavish, havoc
Reaping everywhere that she goes
And she don't even know I'm faded, jaded
Laced in the love she created, made it
Gone every night I hate it, vacant
Yeah, that's how I feel in my soul, it's getting so old
It's getting so old
Yeah, yeah
I saw the light in her eyes, skin-toned, sun-kissed
She was standing by herself but she came with four friends
She wanted pictures in the VIP, mackin' on my homies

Back up, no pressure, you don't f*ckin know me
I'm whip, whippin' on my own
Drip, drippin in my foams
I been posted in the club cause BP put us on
Sip, sippin' on Patron
Slip, slippin' on my own
Belt Fendy with the eyes got your girl to take it home
I'm drink, drinkin in my zone, think think she got it go'n
If we make it to the crib, know we f*ckin' cause we grown
She ring ringin' on my phone, ping, pingin' up a storm
Only pick up if she willing, that's just how I roll yeah
Ooo I'm feelin' pressure, girl I'm feelin' pressure
To give you one hell of a show
And I don't even care where we go
As long as I get you alone
Showed up to the party bad bitch, magic
How she stole my heart she a savage, tragic
She just wanna live this life lavish, havoc
Reaping everywhere that she goes
And she don't even know I'm faded, jaded
Laced in the love she created, made it
Gone every night yeah I hate it, vacant
That's how I feel in my soul, it's getting so old
Yeah, yeah
It's getting so old
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Showed up to the party bad bitch, magic
How she stole my heart she a savage, tragic
She just wanna live this life lavish, havoc
Reaping everywhere that she goes
And she don't even know I'm faded, jaded
Laced in the love she created, made it
Gone every night I hate it, vacant
Yeah, that's how I feel in my soul, it's getting so old
It's getting so old
Yeah, yeah
I saw the light in her eyes, skin-toned, sun-kissed
She was standing by herself but she came with four friends
She wanted pictures in the VIP, mackin' on my homies

Back up, no pressure, you don't f*ckin know me
I'm whip, whippin' on my own
Drip, drippin in my foams
I been posted in the club cause BP put us on
Sip, sippin' on Patron
Slip, slippin' on my own
Belt Fendy with the eyes got your girl to take it home
I'm drink, drinkin in my zone, think think she got it go'n
If we make it to the crib, know we f*ckin' cause we grown
She ring ringin' on my phone, ping, pingin' up a storm
Only pick up if she willing, that's just how I roll yeah
Ooo I'm feelin' pressure, girl I'm feelin' pressure
To give you one hell of a show
And I don't even care where we go
As long as I get you alone
Showed up to the party bad bitch, magic
How she stole my heart she a savage, tragic
She just wanna live this life lavish, havoc
Reaping everywhere that she goes
And she don't even know I'm faded, jaded
Laced in the love she created, made it
Gone every night yeah I hate it, vacant
That's how I feel in my soul, it's getting so old
Yeah, yeah
It's getting so old
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Writer: Trevor Dockum
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