Kid Cudi Ft Pharrell Williams & Travis Scott – AT THE PARTY Lyrics

AT THE PARTY is the third lead single for Kid Cudi’s ninth studio album — INSANO. The song features hypnotizing production and vocals from Pharrell Williams, a wild verse from Travis Scott, and an emotional rollercoaster ride from Kid Cudi that cleverly paints a visual of being at the party while highly intoxicated, Cudi even slurs his speech to give off the impression of being intoxicated.

AT THE PARTY Lyrics by Kid Cudi Ft Pharrell Williams & Travis Scott

[Intro: Kid Cudi]
Yeah

[Chorus: Pharrell Williams, Kid Cudi]
We were just there at the party, she was drinkin’, prolly
She serious, not sorry
That’s when she just hit it hardly, started feelin’ godly
Near death, mmm, outta body (Uh-huh)
We were just there at the party (What? Eugh)
We were just there at the party (What? Hot)
We were just there at the party, she was drinkin’, prolly
She serious, not sorry (Shh, shh)
That’s when she just hit it hardly, started feelin’ godly (Shh, shh, hot)
Near death, mmm, outta body
We were just there at the party (What? Shh, shh, hot)
We were just there at the party (What? Shh, shh)
(Hot, hot, hot, hot)

[Verse 1: Kid Cudi]
Got it sewn up (Up)
Just a nigga creepin’ on dub (Dub)
Tequila in my cup (Up)
Drink it all, never get enough (‘Nough, ooh)
Bottle, gotta raise it on up (Up), nights in my leather
Niggas gon’ learn the four letters (Yeah)
Walk in, not many better, members of the rage (Yeah)
Now I just flip another page (Hot, hot, hot, ooh)
Then I’m out in Paris with my bae, shit is not the same (Hot, hot, hot, Yeah)
Nigga never plan (Shh)
Walked and I failed and I crumbled, knew I was a broken man (Shh)
Bleed in the scene, I can achieve
What I dream, full steam on the humboldt, always think of Virgil
I was always hit with the no-no
Gave no fucks, on the normal (Uh), yes, I’m different (Uh)
Everybody wanna talk shizzit, ’til they get punched in the lizzip (Bitch)
You’s a punk-bizzitch (Who)
I don’t give a fuck what they say, Cleveland city roots (Aroo, who)
Anybody else get loose
When I get it in, tripped on shrooms
And I’m screamin’ out, “Fuck them”
Runnin’ with the troops” (Fuck ’em, yeah)
I’m a top-notch nigga you ain’t ever seen (Yeah)
You ain’t happy with your life, you need to make a dream (Ooh)
Off a movie set, dog, it’s another scene (Yeah)
‘Cause the uh so good, she don’t wanna leave (Ooh)
Just a lover in the night life (Yeah)
Baby love me, better get it, that’s a stick, right? (Yeehaw)
Said she wanna swim in night vibes (Yeah)
I can put you on, ma, dealin’ with a king (Yeah)

[Chorus: Pharrell Williams, Kid Cudi, Travis Scott]
We were just there at the party, she was drinkin’, prolly
She serious, not sorry
That’s when she just hit it hardly, started feeling godly
Near death, mmm, outta body
We were just there at the party (What? Where you at, nigga?)
We were just there at the party (What?)
We were just there at the party, she was drinkin’, prolly
She serious, not sorry
That’s when she just hit it hardly, started feeling godly
Near death, mmm, outta body
We were just there at the party (What? Let’s go)
We were just there at the party (Trav, woo)

[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
I was just there at the function
Had this shit bumpin’, Vivienne Westwood with the buttons (Yeah)
I went no limit with the budget
P in the cutty, had the hoes heavy on the money (Woah, woah, woah, woah)
Took her right down to the dungeon
Wildin’ in the night, we ain’t leavin’ out ’til it’s sunny (It’s lit)
Heavy outside, how it’s lookin’ (Ooh), baby not a rookie (Ooh)
Hit the backdoor when they book me
Just need you to remember four letters
It’s fake and the love (Love)
That’s why the rage live forever (Ever)
Hot in a Comme des sweater (Hot), baby, cool me off (Hot)
She gone get a top, yeah, you dig it? (Hot)
Switch on the Glock like a widget
I was in the party, told them bring it back when they get it
Stars in my Rolls and my fitted (Mmm)
I be blowin’ loud, you be lovin’ mid, yeah, admit it
I need a psht that can dance (Yeah)
Good with her hands, and know the plans in advance (Yeah)
And she cummin’ fast, like a cheetah
But she not a cheater
‘Cause I’ma have to run from a cheater (Skrrt, skrrt)
Lockin’ up the heart in a freezer (Yeah)
Gotta keep it cold, he cold, he cold (Cold)
Cacti, mix it with tequila (Hot)
Take it all at once, I’ma have to leave with a— (Man)
[Chorus: Pharrell Williams]
We were just there at the party, she was drinkin’, prolly
She serious, not sorry
That’s when she just hit it hardly, started feeling godly
Near death, mmm, outta body
We were just there at the party (What?)
We were just there at the party (What?)
We were just there at the party, she was drinkin’, prolly
She serious, not sorry
That’s when she just hit it hardly, started feeling godly
Near death, mmm, outta body
We were just there at the party (What?)
We were just there at the party (What?)