Night Night (feat. Darlo)

Bitch, dont play no games, know you ain't dumb
My brudda pop out with that fuckin drum
I know they mad 'cause we really won
B-Bitch, yea, gah run up a million

And get my niggas out them slums
G-get them out them fuckin bricks
SMG the type to take yo bitch then give her back
She ate my, (yea)
You the type of nigga that's gon' cuff her
And still kiss the bitch
Said i'm the type of nigga
That's gon' mean mug em and zip the bitch
Like let me cool down real quick

Like sike we send that fuckin hit!
Yea, on bikes we still gon' fuckin blitz!
He go night night for that talkin shit!
Huh, red dot like a highlight he cant hide from him
He gon' switch sides for them
Like fuck it, he can die with them

Bitch, dont play no games, know you ain't dumb
My brudda pop out with that fuckin drum
I know they mad 'cause we really won
B-Bitch, yea, gah run up a million

Bitch, we know he scared huh
I don't gotta press, i send one up in his head uh
We got exotic meds, send out 20 pints of red uh
And fuck that shit he said!
You know that we gonna catch 'em
We tryna leave 'em dead
We gon' turn that boy to casper
Just sent some shots right at that bitch!
Them fuckin hollows get 'em hit
We got that aim to get ya split (huh)
Yea, we was at the telly with yo bitch!
He tried to run up and get hit with a pistol
I-i'm finna blow like a whistle

Like let me cool down real quick

Like sike we send that fuckin hit!
Yea, on bikes we still gon' fuckin blitz!
He go night night for that talkin shit!
Huh, red dot like a highlight he cant hide from him
Yea, he gon' switch sides for them
Like fuck it, he can die with them



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