VTNA II
NightXHours (Yeah)
Lanalizer got the fire
(Yeah) Racing on the highway
Always running led's we lighting up the fucking way
Headed to the club yeah always looking super slay yeah
And got the bitches on my lap yeah rubbing all that ass (uhh)
We wilding out we smoking the loud (yeah)
Running the game and I'm running the crowd
Always around and I'm fucking around
Always the squad and I'm dissing the clowns
We rocking the flow they looking like clowns
Always the king and I'm rocking the crown
Blasting my songs and I'm taking a bow
(Yeah) we headed to the club
And gonna get fucked up
These bitches all on us
We hanging with the squad
She like's the way i groove
We smoking all our Kush
You know i hit it smooth (Yeah)
I don't chat I'm not fucking with y'all
Tossing my money all over that bitch
Twerking on me I'm all over her ass
Baby come here lemme pass you the spliff
She Getting the bottle she pour me a drink
Vibing the night and we doing our thing
The shorty on me I know she is so thick
Gave her my number I wrote on her tit
(Yeah) Not fucking with us and they always stay back
We taught em' lesson we pushing em' back
And now we on top we be filling our racks
I'm throwing my money all over her ass
Night hours our time got a blunt and we high
Got here from nothing I'm put in the time
Bitches will mack but they always the same
They will leave and betray
Your bitch she my dog got them all doing all of them tricks
She told me what's next told that hoe count all my check's
I smoke up a wood while she giving me neck
So high i forgot all about the head
She sucking me dry she leave no stress
The throat game was fine but the sex was the best
Don't give a fuck nigga say I'm next
I patiently wait niggas know i move tech
Don't ask for that check pussy you get smacked
Ran down on your block I'm letting off shots
Kick down your door I'm the man with the Glock
Ran up a stain I'm the man with the gwap
Kick down your door I'm the man with the Glock
Mom duke's mad cause I'm in love with the chop bitch
I been running this shit like in madden
When that money come in start to add em'
I done took on some pain damage
I be going insane but I manage
I be shittin' on niggas pampers
Asking question but don't get no answers
Brodie hit me up hard right on the track
Brodie in the cut he gone' get you wacked
You ain't sly how the fuck you scream and slack
You ain't real but you say you in the trap
I'm a hunned melly goin' to keep it stacked
You bash on gunna but your uncle is a rat
And I'm finna fill whole hood up upon my back
Hop inside the mazzi ima do the dash
I'm Thailand throwing hella racks
On a world wide tour you can do the math
Yeah this shit getting crazy
I be counting this paper like daily (aye)
And I came from the bottom
But I changed my life up in a major way
Buy in cash we don't do no layaway
Tell them old hoes nigga stay away
Ain't no money skipping that's the shit i made today
Yeah this shit gettin' crazy crazy
(Woo) we headed to the club
And gonna get fucked up
These bitches all on us
We hanging with the squad
She like's the way i groove
We smoking all our Kush
You know i hit it smooth (Yeah)
Niggas stay try to steal my moves
Shorty likes the way that i groove
Put my phone on do not disturb
Let that bitch snooze
Rack up a pack then i serve them to my fucking goons
You could get wack if you messing with them fucking dude's (yeah)
I don't chit chat i spark up the clip
Make them monkey boys god damn dip
Pull up on me bitch I'm banging the six
Free my brothers all of them do not text
My gun don't punch it kick
Hollow point's penetrate your body
Now you're wheezin' and shit
I'm a one man solo army but i got shooters and shit
We smoking the loud (yeah)
Running the game and I'm running the crowd
Always around and I'm fucking around
Always the squad and I'm dissing the clowns
We rocking the flow they looking like clowns
Always the king and I'm rocking the crown
Blasting my songs and I'm taking a bow
Yeah this shit getting crazy
I be counting this paper like daily (aye)
And I came from the bottom
But I changed my life up in a major way
Buy in cash we don't do no layaway
Tell them old hoes nigga stay away
Ain't no money skipping that's the shit i made today
Yeah this shit gettin' crazy crazy
(Yeah) we headed to the club
And gonna get fucked up
These bitches all on us
We hanging with the squad
She like's the way i groove
We smoking all our Kush
You know i hit it smooth (Told me)
Jay hop on this beat got these bitches all on me
It's cause I'm icy and clean rocking Gucci and Supreme
You gon' get clapped in your spleen
Put you on the tv screen and i just live by my means
Target practice anything (and i just live by my means)
I been running this shit like in madden
When that money come in start to add em'
I done took on some pain damage
I be going insane but I manage
I be shittin' on niggas pampers
Asking question but don't get no answers
Brodie hit me up hard right on the track
Brodie in the cut he gone' get you wacked
Lanalizer got the fire
(Yeah) Racing on the highway
Always running led's we lighting up the fucking way
Headed to the club yeah always looking super slay yeah
And got the bitches on my lap yeah rubbing all that ass (uhh)
We wilding out we smoking the loud (yeah)
Running the game and I'm running the crowd
Always around and I'm fucking around
Always the squad and I'm dissing the clowns
We rocking the flow they looking like clowns
Always the king and I'm rocking the crown
Blasting my songs and I'm taking a bow
(Yeah) we headed to the club
And gonna get fucked up
These bitches all on us
We hanging with the squad
She like's the way i groove
We smoking all our Kush
You know i hit it smooth (Yeah)
I don't chat I'm not fucking with y'all
Tossing my money all over that bitch
Twerking on me I'm all over her ass
Baby come here lemme pass you the spliff
She Getting the bottle she pour me a drink
Vibing the night and we doing our thing
The shorty on me I know she is so thick
Gave her my number I wrote on her tit
(Yeah) Not fucking with us and they always stay back
We taught em' lesson we pushing em' back
And now we on top we be filling our racks
I'm throwing my money all over her ass
Night hours our time got a blunt and we high
Got here from nothing I'm put in the time
Bitches will mack but they always the same
They will leave and betray
Your bitch she my dog got them all doing all of them tricks
She told me what's next told that hoe count all my check's
I smoke up a wood while she giving me neck
So high i forgot all about the head
She sucking me dry she leave no stress
The throat game was fine but the sex was the best
Don't give a fuck nigga say I'm next
I patiently wait niggas know i move tech
Don't ask for that check pussy you get smacked
Ran down on your block I'm letting off shots
Kick down your door I'm the man with the Glock
Ran up a stain I'm the man with the gwap
Kick down your door I'm the man with the Glock
Mom duke's mad cause I'm in love with the chop bitch
I been running this shit like in madden
When that money come in start to add em'
I done took on some pain damage
I be going insane but I manage
I be shittin' on niggas pampers
Asking question but don't get no answers
Brodie hit me up hard right on the track
Brodie in the cut he gone' get you wacked
You ain't sly how the fuck you scream and slack
You ain't real but you say you in the trap
I'm a hunned melly goin' to keep it stacked
You bash on gunna but your uncle is a rat
And I'm finna fill whole hood up upon my back
Hop inside the mazzi ima do the dash
I'm Thailand throwing hella racks
On a world wide tour you can do the math
Yeah this shit getting crazy
I be counting this paper like daily (aye)
And I came from the bottom
But I changed my life up in a major way
Buy in cash we don't do no layaway
Tell them old hoes nigga stay away
Ain't no money skipping that's the shit i made today
Yeah this shit gettin' crazy crazy
(Woo) we headed to the club
And gonna get fucked up
These bitches all on us
We hanging with the squad
She like's the way i groove
We smoking all our Kush
You know i hit it smooth (Yeah)
Niggas stay try to steal my moves
Shorty likes the way that i groove
Put my phone on do not disturb
Let that bitch snooze
Rack up a pack then i serve them to my fucking goons
You could get wack if you messing with them fucking dude's (yeah)
I don't chit chat i spark up the clip
Make them monkey boys god damn dip
Pull up on me bitch I'm banging the six
Free my brothers all of them do not text
My gun don't punch it kick
Hollow point's penetrate your body
Now you're wheezin' and shit
I'm a one man solo army but i got shooters and shit
We smoking the loud (yeah)
Running the game and I'm running the crowd
Always around and I'm fucking around
Always the squad and I'm dissing the clowns
We rocking the flow they looking like clowns
Always the king and I'm rocking the crown
Blasting my songs and I'm taking a bow
Yeah this shit getting crazy
I be counting this paper like daily (aye)
And I came from the bottom
But I changed my life up in a major way
Buy in cash we don't do no layaway
Tell them old hoes nigga stay away
Ain't no money skipping that's the shit i made today
Yeah this shit gettin' crazy crazy
(Yeah) we headed to the club
And gonna get fucked up
These bitches all on us
We hanging with the squad
She like's the way i groove
We smoking all our Kush
You know i hit it smooth (Told me)
Jay hop on this beat got these bitches all on me
It's cause I'm icy and clean rocking Gucci and Supreme
You gon' get clapped in your spleen
Put you on the tv screen and i just live by my means
Target practice anything (and i just live by my means)
I been running this shit like in madden
When that money come in start to add em'
I done took on some pain damage
I be going insane but I manage
I be shittin' on niggas pampers
Asking question but don't get no answers
Brodie hit me up hard right on the track
Brodie in the cut he gone' get you wacked
Credits
Writer(s): Adriel R Quiles, Itz Adrix, Lanalizer Beats, Melly X, Melvin Mccormick, Nss Jay
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