Nocturnal
He got a gun but wont buss it
I get a gun i get dumping
I'm sick of these niggas assumptions
We gonna leave em with nothing
We gon' have him praying to god
We gon' have him praying to god
We gon' have him praying to god
We gon' have him praying to god
He dropped a tape, that shit suck
Lil nigga knuck if you buck
They is not ready for us, got a switch up in the trunk
We gon' have him praying to god
We gon' have him praying to god
We gon' have him praying to god
We gon' have him praying to god
I ran it up with no handouts
I caught a op, he got fanned out
Lil nigga be what you spam bout
Heard that your money been ran out
He not hard he on not type of timing
My shit go hard, these the brighter diamonds
Said get in the car, she got right inside it
Said he got bars i'm still tryna find it
Sippin' on drank out a sippy cup
You running the hurdles wont hit me up
Send shells like turtles, no getting up
Shots pop like kernels we burn him up
Up late nocturnal we turning up
Up late nocturnal we turning up
He got a gun but wont buss it
I get a gun i get dumping
I'm sick of these niggas assumptions
We gonna leave em with nothing
We gon' have him praying to god
We gon' have him praying to god
We gon' have him praying to god
We gon' have him praying to god
He dropped a tape, that shit suck
Lil nigga knuck if you buck
They is not ready for us, got a switch up in the trunk
We gon' have him praying to god
We gon' have him praying to god
We gon' have him praying to god
We gon' have him praying to god
I get a gun i get dumping
I'm sick of these niggas assumptions
We gonna leave em with nothing
We gon' have him praying to god
We gon' have him praying to god
We gon' have him praying to god
We gon' have him praying to god
He dropped a tape, that shit suck
Lil nigga knuck if you buck
They is not ready for us, got a switch up in the trunk
We gon' have him praying to god
We gon' have him praying to god
We gon' have him praying to god
We gon' have him praying to god
I ran it up with no handouts
I caught a op, he got fanned out
Lil nigga be what you spam bout
Heard that your money been ran out
He not hard he on not type of timing
My shit go hard, these the brighter diamonds
Said get in the car, she got right inside it
Said he got bars i'm still tryna find it
Sippin' on drank out a sippy cup
You running the hurdles wont hit me up
Send shells like turtles, no getting up
Shots pop like kernels we burn him up
Up late nocturnal we turning up
Up late nocturnal we turning up
He got a gun but wont buss it
I get a gun i get dumping
I'm sick of these niggas assumptions
We gonna leave em with nothing
We gon' have him praying to god
We gon' have him praying to god
We gon' have him praying to god
We gon' have him praying to god
He dropped a tape, that shit suck
Lil nigga knuck if you buck
They is not ready for us, got a switch up in the trunk
We gon' have him praying to god
We gon' have him praying to god
We gon' have him praying to god
We gon' have him praying to god
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Writer(s): 6ix Khidd
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