Late Night

I been sliding late night inside that coupe to see who checking out the fastest
Nigga tried to hide I pull on side him turn his ass to ashes
We gonna make your mama sad we gone shoot her son then go kidnap your daddy
Remember I was feeling broke but now a Nigga feeling lavish
Nigga I be feeling like the Poets the way I do this shit
Hop up out that truck and swing the shit but he don't know who we hit
Only thing I know is that I got that bag and I'm dangerous
Put the switch on back that gun and watch that bitch stop flaming shit

All the opps gay as hell all them boys need a ass whooping
He had a wreck the car should've died in it I fucking hate you pussy
My grandma told me not to hate people but I can't help it
These niggas took my dawg and innocent people that shit unhealthy
If you ain't gonna do then let me shoot it
If you ain't gone bust that fye then move bitch
You tall ass hell better duck when I bust this fye gone knock you out your shoes
Drop the clip an put another one in bitch I ain't done with you
Nigga better make move
Alright he gone alright
We Rollin we rolling gun be big I'm holding I'm holding
One false move in the chop gone blow em
That fye on us we protect our homie
Olar president I did it
Gun gone whip the bitch with switches
He ain't listen when he was down here now he up there his ass should've listen

I been sliding late night inside that coupe to see who checking out the fastest
Nigga tried to hide I pull on side him turn his ass to ashes
We gonna make your mama sad we gone shoot her son then go kidnap your daddy
Remember I was feeling broke but now a Nigga feeling lavish
Nigga I be feeling like the Poets the way I do this shit
Hop up out that truck and swing the shit but he don't know who we hit
Only thing I know is that I got that bag and I'm dangerous
Put the switch on back that gun and watch that bitch stop flaming shit



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Writer(s): Jaquan Johnson
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