Late at Nite
Baby know I ain't a genius
But ima always count the check right
What I wanna see in the jeans is
Fat ass and that pussy tight
It's like I be speakin a language
You know ima fuck on that shit right
I wanna know just what your aim is
Cuz I be shooting for the starlight
And i don't even wear a vest i load up the tech If i die ima rest
They never catch me i'm so hard to arrest
Big boat is over let's put it to rest
That shit been over it's hardly a guess
I think that new me is better than old ima take A bitch shopping she put on a dress
Takin it off at the crib to impress
Hoping i put up my name on the check
She just want louis and gucci and prada
She chargin my card didn't think i would check
Cut a bitch off like we breakin her neck
Finding a new one she throwin that neck
Slobbering spitting she like how i dress
I drop an album in 2019 and its gonna go crazy it's gonna impress
Y'all really lacking cuz izzo the best
All of you rappin just put it to rest
Failin my classes still passin the test
And i pour up the sprite yeah i'm sipping this tech
I just bossed up on a whole nother wave fuck a rapper i'm gone make you bitches regret
I wanna go platinum i sin for the mu fuckin money i'm fiending to pick up a check
I'm gonna blow like it's destiny, cant get no rest of me, i'm gonna ball today
Run up like 54 racks just to pick up a sack yeah i'm pushing it hard today
They think i live on the corner how much i be posted i'm up in the yard today
I just say free all the homies they doin some time in that cage like incarcerate
Baby know I ain't a genius
But ima always count the check right
What I wanna see in the jeans is
Fat ass and that pussy tight
It's like I be speakin a language
You know ima fuck on that shit right
I wanna know just what your aim is
Cuz I be shooting for the starlight
And I aint fuckin if it's alright
I wanna hit it hella hard like
I'm up in the kong in the war and i'm shooting shit
Puttin the scope to your heart right
When i'm up in traffic the drum in my lap and I'm bussin when i see the car light
Lil baby come over she stayin for dinner so ima be fuckin her all night
Whippin the foreign i'm leavin some marks on the earth yeah i'm burning the asphalt
She wanna know why i be bustin so quick well lil baby that's all just your ass fault
I'm boutta bust in the window i'm robbin a Bitch, with a mask not a hood though
She gonna do what i say cuz she fiending for money but that's just a good hoe
Yuh
IZZO
But ima always count the check right
What I wanna see in the jeans is
Fat ass and that pussy tight
It's like I be speakin a language
You know ima fuck on that shit right
I wanna know just what your aim is
Cuz I be shooting for the starlight
And i don't even wear a vest i load up the tech If i die ima rest
They never catch me i'm so hard to arrest
Big boat is over let's put it to rest
That shit been over it's hardly a guess
I think that new me is better than old ima take A bitch shopping she put on a dress
Takin it off at the crib to impress
Hoping i put up my name on the check
She just want louis and gucci and prada
She chargin my card didn't think i would check
Cut a bitch off like we breakin her neck
Finding a new one she throwin that neck
Slobbering spitting she like how i dress
I drop an album in 2019 and its gonna go crazy it's gonna impress
Y'all really lacking cuz izzo the best
All of you rappin just put it to rest
Failin my classes still passin the test
And i pour up the sprite yeah i'm sipping this tech
I just bossed up on a whole nother wave fuck a rapper i'm gone make you bitches regret
I wanna go platinum i sin for the mu fuckin money i'm fiending to pick up a check
I'm gonna blow like it's destiny, cant get no rest of me, i'm gonna ball today
Run up like 54 racks just to pick up a sack yeah i'm pushing it hard today
They think i live on the corner how much i be posted i'm up in the yard today
I just say free all the homies they doin some time in that cage like incarcerate
Baby know I ain't a genius
But ima always count the check right
What I wanna see in the jeans is
Fat ass and that pussy tight
It's like I be speakin a language
You know ima fuck on that shit right
I wanna know just what your aim is
Cuz I be shooting for the starlight
And I aint fuckin if it's alright
I wanna hit it hella hard like
I'm up in the kong in the war and i'm shooting shit
Puttin the scope to your heart right
When i'm up in traffic the drum in my lap and I'm bussin when i see the car light
Lil baby come over she stayin for dinner so ima be fuckin her all night
Whippin the foreign i'm leavin some marks on the earth yeah i'm burning the asphalt
She wanna know why i be bustin so quick well lil baby that's all just your ass fault
I'm boutta bust in the window i'm robbin a Bitch, with a mask not a hood though
She gonna do what i say cuz she fiending for money but that's just a good hoe
Yuh
IZZO
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Writer(s): Mark Markert
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