Late Night Shift
Everybody's great when they're not tired
The champions is when they're tired, that's when the real champions come out
That's when the real dog come out
Cause if you don't piss like a puppy, stay on the porch
And let the big dogs eat
Let them all the fucking feel
Have some heart
I've been on my late night shit
I've been working late night shifts
I've been on my late night shit
I've been on my late night shit
A late night shift
I've been on my late night shit
A late night shift
I've been up all night
I can't even open my eyes
That's that late night shit
Pass the cup, pour the Sprite
I've been feeling really tired
It's time to take my sip
They tucking tail they ducking head
All the opps ain't got no bread
They said your homie ran his mouth for a Mcchicken, to the feds
And you don't know me, so bitch how you wanna play it
Go no wait that bitch so fat it's in my pants
Pull it out, I let it spray
I done seen Tdai
Catch a B on his B-Day
Fresh off the porch in a whip
Do the dash, hit the gas
Speeding all down the E-way
If I remember the motion, I'ma put it on replay
Shout out to all the habibis holding it down at the speedway
I'm on that late night shit
That late night shift
Type shit, uh-huh
I've been on that late night shit
That late night shift
Type shit, uh
I need cups of the rose
Like I'm Ricky Ross
I just slid on one more chance
Like I'm Biggie Boss
Balling on these bitches in the clubhouse
Mickey Mouse
You would think she used a VertiMax
She hopped on dick and bounced, uh
I've been on my fly shit
These niggas 007
They on some spy shit
And if you see she wearing my chain, just know that's my bitch
And if she slip up saying my name, just know that I hit
Look, everywhere we go, we pull up 10 deep
With Baby T and Neez
And this is not a fire drill
I'm feeling like I'm Veeze
I'm off some shots of Hennessy
Take keys to the V
Two fried have some energy
My eyes Japanese
But wait
Hold on
And let me switch it up
Bro hopped in the backseat of the Jeep
And he went through the trunk
Speeding down the E-Way
I seen this bitch and almost flipped the truck
And I ain't never hating on them opps
We can go buck for buck
We can go bar for bar
We can go car for car
You niggas hating on my business
Ain't gonna make it far
On foe nem
Late night shit
On a late night shift, nigga
The champions is when they're tired, that's when the real champions come out
That's when the real dog come out
Cause if you don't piss like a puppy, stay on the porch
And let the big dogs eat
Let them all the fucking feel
Have some heart
I've been on my late night shit
I've been working late night shifts
I've been on my late night shit
I've been on my late night shit
A late night shift
I've been on my late night shit
A late night shift
I've been up all night
I can't even open my eyes
That's that late night shit
Pass the cup, pour the Sprite
I've been feeling really tired
It's time to take my sip
They tucking tail they ducking head
All the opps ain't got no bread
They said your homie ran his mouth for a Mcchicken, to the feds
And you don't know me, so bitch how you wanna play it
Go no wait that bitch so fat it's in my pants
Pull it out, I let it spray
I done seen Tdai
Catch a B on his B-Day
Fresh off the porch in a whip
Do the dash, hit the gas
Speeding all down the E-way
If I remember the motion, I'ma put it on replay
Shout out to all the habibis holding it down at the speedway
I'm on that late night shit
That late night shift
Type shit, uh-huh
I've been on that late night shit
That late night shift
Type shit, uh
I need cups of the rose
Like I'm Ricky Ross
I just slid on one more chance
Like I'm Biggie Boss
Balling on these bitches in the clubhouse
Mickey Mouse
You would think she used a VertiMax
She hopped on dick and bounced, uh
I've been on my fly shit
These niggas 007
They on some spy shit
And if you see she wearing my chain, just know that's my bitch
And if she slip up saying my name, just know that I hit
Look, everywhere we go, we pull up 10 deep
With Baby T and Neez
And this is not a fire drill
I'm feeling like I'm Veeze
I'm off some shots of Hennessy
Take keys to the V
Two fried have some energy
My eyes Japanese
But wait
Hold on
And let me switch it up
Bro hopped in the backseat of the Jeep
And he went through the trunk
Speeding down the E-Way
I seen this bitch and almost flipped the truck
And I ain't never hating on them opps
We can go buck for buck
We can go bar for bar
We can go car for car
You niggas hating on my business
Ain't gonna make it far
On foe nem
Late night shit
On a late night shift, nigga
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Writer(s): Kaleb Garner
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