Up Late

Whoa-whoa, oh-oh-oh-oh

Skrrt that, oh-oh

Aye, D, what up?

Up late night, tryna touch a mill

Yeah

I can't starve for no ****, I'm in a different field

I'm in a different field

And I ain't worried 'bout no bitches, tell this bitch to chill

And I'm a street ****, just tryna make the jib, ill, uh

Don't tell me what you need, I ain't tryna intervene

Actin' like you figure me out, tryna get you out your jeans

Lil' bitch, I'm 'bout to back and that's the only fuckin' thing

Too much money in this pocket, it can't fold, just increase

I know how you feel when you get up off these pills

You can add a lil' friend, we can make this shit for real

Take it shine after shine, I won't drink but I will

Let me hit you from the back and you gon' ride a steel wheel

Can't fuck with messy bitches, we gon' talk about the thrill

Bitch, I'm on a different wave like the boat got some wheels

Just to fuck with me, I don't want no pussy with a smell

And I love it when you wear them gray tights and ponytails

This street is what I love but can you show me what it is?

But can you show me what it is?

But can you show me what it is?

Love and the streets, bitch, show me what it is

Look, no more group 3s, let me upgrade your leg room

Something like silk, it's a meeting in my bedroom

Bobbin' off the mushy, maybe gummy, that's that restroom

Private sex party, girl, you starring in that red room

We don't do dilemmas, how you singing like you Kelly?

Drop that dick off, let me put it in your belly

Singing Taffer Campbell, girl, I'm ready

Used to be that Marriott ****, only W. Shottelli

Would you fuck with a **** if I wasn't famous?

Lot of ones in the past, all them hoes nameless

Overseas, showtime, girl, be watching Shameless

Quick trip to the Caymans, it's only payment

Meaning what I say

No need for occasion, we can do this every day

What's up? This is how we do it in L.A.

On my mind till, baby, we can play, what you say?

Up late night, tryna touch a mill

I can't start for no ****, I'm in a different field

And I ain't worrying 'bout no bitches, tell this bitch to chill

And I'm a street **** just tryna make legit M

Don't tell me what you need, I ain't tryna intervene

Acting like you figuring me out, tryna get you out your jeans

Lil' bitch, I'm 'bout to back and that's the only fucking thing

Too much money in this pocket, it can't fold, just increase

I know how you feel when you get up off these pills

You can add a lil' friend, we can make this shit for real

Take it shine after shine, I won't drink, but I'll drink

Let me hit you from the back and you gon' ride a steel wheel