Fright Night

Singing nigga with a big ego
Squad of bad bitches and they all lose control
Here we go
Didn't really need to kill this shit
Prepare to lose your mind when the chorus hit

Didn't really need to snap like that
Getting really tired of the
(Bullshit)
Shawty spend night are yah
(Down for it)
Running out of time and we're
(Oooo weee)

Jeepers creepers where you get those eyes
Lookin bad girl where you get those thighs
Witches brewing spells cause the want this guy
She weak in the knees cause the dick hit right
Double the trouble
And triple the fun
Boil the haters
The Smoke
You want none
Very visionary
And clearly ended plenty
Careers
My shares
Put them in the bank
Right here

Right here
I mean
I mean
What do you even expect from the kid
I can't
I can't control myself

Singing nigga with a big ego
Squad of bad bitches and they all lose control
Here we go
Didn't real need to kill this shit
Prepare to lose your mind when the chorus hit

Didn't really need to snap like that
Getting really tired of the
(Bullshit)
Shawty spend night are yah
(Down for it)
Running out of time and we're
(Oooo weee)

I feel like I am on top
Adrenaline won't stop
Hope you answer when the door knock
This is the lock shop
You know
You can't drop
That dun dun dun
And you won't won't
Cause I'm a monster when I'm feeling myself
I'm a goblin when I'm looking for a check
I'm a bump a bump for these blood suckers
If you looking for something quick then I can't trust em
Look me in the eye
And I might fuck yah
Wink this way
And I might come through
Shawty looking bad
What you trying to do

Singing nigga with a big ego
Squad of bad bitches and they all lose control
Here we go
Didn't real need to kill this shit
Prepare to lose your mind when the chorus hit

Didn't really need to snap like that
Getting really tired of the
(Bullshit)
Shawty spend night are yah
(Down for it)
Running out of time and we're
(Oooo weee)



Credits
Writer(s): Kennith Ian Everett
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