EVERY NIGHT

Every night, it's gun shots, and you'll get popped if-
It's gun shots, and you'll get popped if-
Play it right, our way of life, she call me over just to lay the pipe

I just want the chicken, never tamper wit' her sushi
Blew a 30 ball at Bloomies, nigga use to shop at Zumiez (yeah)
Searchin' through my doobies, told her roll up somethin' newkie
Keep her out my business, though, 'cause she be talkin' loosely

Motion picture perfect, got 'em twerkin', it's a movie ('ight)
If niggas ain't employed and ain't no boy, then he a goofy ('ight)
Never bite the hand that try to feed you, that shit bootsy
Forgi's over Rucci, bangin' peace to Lil' Doony

Slither up wit' Whoody, more than 30 shots a piece (yeah)
Knew they had a problem when they heard I got released (yeah)
Suckas ain't no killas, they be piercin' niggas cheeks
Can't learn this shit in school, it's from experience in the streets

Every night it's gun shots, and you'll get popped if you don't play it right
Our way of life, she call me over just to lay the pipe
She ain't my type, I'd rather pull up on this eighth of slime
Need cups and ice, that's on the B, this shit be every night

Every night it's gun shots, and you'll get popped if you don't play it right
Our way of life, she call me over just to lay the pipe
She ain't my type, I'd rather pull up on this eighth of slime
Need cups and ice, that's on the B, this shit be-

Every night, a hundred shots, we tote Glocks, that's the way of life
Scream, "fuck a opp", spin the block, make 'em pay the price
You had that shit for too long, I need my pape' tonight
And that's the only way to stay safe

My youngin' feet up in the county, know his case paid
I Cash App'd him two thousand, fuck a JPay
We FaceTimin' at the game, bitch, the gang made
They tried to frame us, but they got whacked the same day

'Cause it's every night, 50 the first spin 60 out this Tech
I know they dead, fuck twice we gon' triple back
We throw up twelve's, we on the four, where they crippin' at?
A dub show don't gangbang if you ain't living that

Every night, it's gun shots, and you'll get popped if you don't play it right
Our way of life, she call me over just to lay the pipe
She ain't my type, I'd rather pull up on this eighth of slime
Need cups and ice, that's on the B, this shit be every night

Every night, it's gun shots, and you'll get popped if you don't play it right
Our way of life, she call me over just to lay the pipe
She ain't my type, I'd rather pull up on this eighth of slime
Need cups and ice, that's on the B, this shit be-



Credits
Writer(s): Timothy Cornell Patterson, David Grear, Lassila Victor Teijo
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