In the Night
Catch you while you sleepin
I don't care bout what you dreamin
I might tie your body up in covers
Put you in the deep end
I don't care bout what you thinkin
If I said it then I mean it
I could beat that pussy up
And shorty you can't keep that secret
This shit be like Call of Duty
How that Uzi shoot right thru me
Shorty bad and super boujee
No more talking she can do me
She so wet I can't refuse it
Like drugs cuz I abuse it
She want meat she eat the Reuben
Then she leavin with her two cents
I don't care bout who you are because I know what I'm about
And Bitch you better set up cameras if I am in yo house
Got em scared to leave the crib But I'm just posted on the couch
With his girly as a fan I guess he should've watched his mouth
She like "oh my god it's Steezy
I can't ride but you can teach me"
She the type to suck with teeth
So matter fact I might be leaving
Got confused up in the crib, the LSD feels like I'm dreaming
Called her by another bitches name and now I got her screaming
All I make is dirty money bitch I got this on my own
I don't have to pack a pistol all my homies fucking tote
Bitch I like the shiny beams the way they help me sell my soul
Is that red dot in my jeans or is that red drops from my nose
They say life is short but bitch I know that I can't die
And Bitch I Laugh when they pull Guns cuz Even I can't take my life
If I'm Taking to much drugs I'm only ducking for the night
They say I'm the real life Superman without the kryptonite
Play the game no "Chutes and Ladders"
Yeah she cute but mine is badder
I can't fuck with both my exes
Cuz I'm up and they got fatter
Bitch stop talking out your lips Because that shit don't even matter
We ain't boutta have a kid I got a pill for morning after
Get the Fuck up out my face, all I wanted is a milly (Huh)
Feds at the gate, they don't see me I'm in gillie (Uh)
Buy an estate, bitch I'm moving out to Chile
I just beat the case, told the feds my name is billy
Billy bounce, bitch I'm at yo house
Pussy bitch come out
Do it now, I won't make no sound
Ill put you in the ground (Yuh)
How (Uh)
How you hate me? Yo bitch like me now (Uh)
Wow (Uh)
And Tell that bitch that $teezy back in town
And Guess I'll pop a shooter
Find his lady then I'll do her
Action packed her booty phat
And got my dick between her hooters
Ask em How'd I go to jail for murdering a prosecutor?
There'd be no one left to prosecute me
I the persecutor
Bitch
I don't care bout what you dreamin
I might tie your body up in covers
Put you in the deep end
I don't care bout what you thinkin
If I said it then I mean it
I could beat that pussy up
And shorty you can't keep that secret
This shit be like Call of Duty
How that Uzi shoot right thru me
Shorty bad and super boujee
No more talking she can do me
She so wet I can't refuse it
Like drugs cuz I abuse it
She want meat she eat the Reuben
Then she leavin with her two cents
I don't care bout who you are because I know what I'm about
And Bitch you better set up cameras if I am in yo house
Got em scared to leave the crib But I'm just posted on the couch
With his girly as a fan I guess he should've watched his mouth
She like "oh my god it's Steezy
I can't ride but you can teach me"
She the type to suck with teeth
So matter fact I might be leaving
Got confused up in the crib, the LSD feels like I'm dreaming
Called her by another bitches name and now I got her screaming
All I make is dirty money bitch I got this on my own
I don't have to pack a pistol all my homies fucking tote
Bitch I like the shiny beams the way they help me sell my soul
Is that red dot in my jeans or is that red drops from my nose
They say life is short but bitch I know that I can't die
And Bitch I Laugh when they pull Guns cuz Even I can't take my life
If I'm Taking to much drugs I'm only ducking for the night
They say I'm the real life Superman without the kryptonite
Play the game no "Chutes and Ladders"
Yeah she cute but mine is badder
I can't fuck with both my exes
Cuz I'm up and they got fatter
Bitch stop talking out your lips Because that shit don't even matter
We ain't boutta have a kid I got a pill for morning after
Get the Fuck up out my face, all I wanted is a milly (Huh)
Feds at the gate, they don't see me I'm in gillie (Uh)
Buy an estate, bitch I'm moving out to Chile
I just beat the case, told the feds my name is billy
Billy bounce, bitch I'm at yo house
Pussy bitch come out
Do it now, I won't make no sound
Ill put you in the ground (Yuh)
How (Uh)
How you hate me? Yo bitch like me now (Uh)
Wow (Uh)
And Tell that bitch that $teezy back in town
And Guess I'll pop a shooter
Find his lady then I'll do her
Action packed her booty phat
And got my dick between her hooters
Ask em How'd I go to jail for murdering a prosecutor?
There'd be no one left to prosecute me
I the persecutor
Bitch
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Writer(s): Kalib Welker
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