12 Am
Yea, i'm hitting a all night flight
Been up since 12 at night
Been running the streets ain't been getting no sleep
If you asking for that I ran out last night
Them fake ass chains don't hit in the light
Lil bro a take em ain't gone give em a price
I'll shop right now if the price is right
If you try to work me then you risking ya life
I rather holla at my people I heard they got ether
If I shop right now he gone tell me to meet em
I don't be washing my clothes take my shit to the cleaners
I'm a real west nigga you can check my demeanor
You broke that bond ain't no way you can fix it
You done dropped that ball I watched you trick it
Got the heart of a lion I stand on business
Whatever you want we got to come get it
Aye bra you see this shit?
You see how niggas always trying to bite of us an shit?
Naw that shit be crazy I be peeping all that shit
That shit be crazy
And niggas dont even acknowledge us though
They dont give is no credit
Naw hold on hold on where the perks at
Yo people got em aye look look
Know I got these fuck niggas feeling tight
Nigga know I'm thug what you feeling like
Got all the bitches on my main page
And my main bitch going through my likes
Got to switch up the bitch she ain't moving right
Find out where you live better move tonight
Baby cuz want to use my tool tonight
We gone slide on that ass with a scooter bike
Nolia my twin we move alike
Nigga say that I changed Im moving white
Just know that I got it i'll get you right
She ain't want let me fuck I ain't spend the price
Bitch after I bust can't spend the night
It be hard to trust I ain't living right
I be all in the cuts in the middle of the night
Ducking an dodging the red an the blue lights
Come fuck with the gang an get you a slice shit
Keep pocket dialing chuck ice
I got a play an his ass hitch hiked
Middle the night he trying to get nice
You cross me once it won't twice
Can't beat that 556 I ain't talking bout no dice
Nolia up in this bitch hogging the mic
I'm camped the fuck up my nigga I'm way to high
You niggas ain't spinning ya ass just ride by
They don't say shit in public just give you the side eye
Them niggas be hating they playing the sideline
Then see me in public then give me the wide eyes
Baby T hop out with that drac and it fye fye
Shots go off niggas ducking and diving
Start hitting the gas don't know how to drive
Just turn off the lights an park on the side
Been up since 12 at night
Been running the streets ain't been getting no sleep
If you asking for that I ran out last night
Them fake ass chains don't hit in the light
Lil bro a take em ain't gone give em a price
I'll shop right now if the price is right
If you try to work me then you risking ya life
I rather holla at my people I heard they got ether
If I shop right now he gone tell me to meet em
I don't be washing my clothes take my shit to the cleaners
I'm a real west nigga you can check my demeanor
You broke that bond ain't no way you can fix it
You done dropped that ball I watched you trick it
Got the heart of a lion I stand on business
Whatever you want we got to come get it
Aye bra you see this shit?
You see how niggas always trying to bite of us an shit?
Naw that shit be crazy I be peeping all that shit
That shit be crazy
And niggas dont even acknowledge us though
They dont give is no credit
Naw hold on hold on where the perks at
Yo people got em aye look look
Know I got these fuck niggas feeling tight
Nigga know I'm thug what you feeling like
Got all the bitches on my main page
And my main bitch going through my likes
Got to switch up the bitch she ain't moving right
Find out where you live better move tonight
Baby cuz want to use my tool tonight
We gone slide on that ass with a scooter bike
Nolia my twin we move alike
Nigga say that I changed Im moving white
Just know that I got it i'll get you right
She ain't want let me fuck I ain't spend the price
Bitch after I bust can't spend the night
It be hard to trust I ain't living right
I be all in the cuts in the middle of the night
Ducking an dodging the red an the blue lights
Come fuck with the gang an get you a slice shit
Keep pocket dialing chuck ice
I got a play an his ass hitch hiked
Middle the night he trying to get nice
You cross me once it won't twice
Can't beat that 556 I ain't talking bout no dice
Nolia up in this bitch hogging the mic
I'm camped the fuck up my nigga I'm way to high
You niggas ain't spinning ya ass just ride by
They don't say shit in public just give you the side eye
Them niggas be hating they playing the sideline
Then see me in public then give me the wide eyes
Baby T hop out with that drac and it fye fye
Shots go off niggas ducking and diving
Start hitting the gas don't know how to drive
Just turn off the lights an park on the side
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Writer(s): Cedric Jones
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