Late At Night

Grrah-grrah, boom

Like, like every opp shot (Like what?)

Everything dead, for the gang

Like

Grrah

Late at night, I was clutchin' my pipe

Keep it on me, I ain't tryna fight

Ride for my 5's if they wrong or they right

They ain't spinnin', all they do is type

**** doin' shit just for the hype

Ten packs on Amiris, that was light

Catch a hit, take a flight

Make it lit, yeah, I might

Late at night, I need you, where you at?

Like you movin' funny, let me know the facts

Like paranoid, I'm clutchin' on my strap

I can't let a **** take me off the map

Send a shot, leave him flat

Make it hot with the strap

Sip on the Wock', pop a Perc' and relax

Shots hit his stomach, leave him on his back like

Free TG, free Keme, they got my brothas locked in the system

Free my brothers, they know that I miss them

Shit ain't the same, I wish that I was with them

Remember spinnin', tryna catch a victim

No remorse, hop out, go get him

I'ma flock, I don't care who with 'em

We send him up in the air, we gon' lift him

I don't know, I been stuck in my ways

In my zone, gettin' paid

Still be on court, like the A

Ballin' my sport, I'ma play

If you see him, flock him in his face

Get up on his body, knock him outta place

Like super cocky 'cause it's on my waist

All this expensive pain, I poured another 8

Like in the yams, with the .30

Got my jewelry on and I ain't worried

In the jam, I was sturdy

Had my scalpel tucked like who gon' hurt me?

Sippin' Wocky, got my vision blurry

GBG baby, put that on my jersey

Love me or hate me, I'ma keep on workin'

All my opps broke, I know them **** hurtin'

I been stuck in the stu'

Gettin' money and focused on blues

I'm tryna be humble, tryna keep it cool

So don't make me put a **** on the—

I was stuck in my feelings, ain't know what to do

Why you think that it's always 'bout you?

For us to do better, you know it takes two

So let me know just how you wanna move like

Late at night, I was clutchin' my pipe

Keep it on me, I ain't tryna fight

Ride for my 5's if they wrong or they right

They ain't spinnin', all they do is type

**** doin' shit just for the hype

Ten packs on Amiris, that was light

Catch a hit, take a flight

Make it lit, yeah, I might

Buss-buss down Cartier, no, I ain't average

I'm a demon, I'm a savage

Hop out, get to clappin'

Masked up, 'bout dat action

I keep it on me, ****, why you askin'?

I'm too official to be out here lackin'

Big knocks, for the fashion

Twin chops, I'ma blast 'em

Late at night, I need you, where you at?

Like you movin' funny, let me know the facts

Like paranoid, I'm clutchin' on my strap

I can't let a **** take me off the map

Send a shot, leave him flat

Make it hot with the strap

Sip on the Wock', pop a Perc' and relax

Shots hit his stomach, leave him on his back like

Grrah, grrah-grrah, boom

Every opp shot

Ah, ah

Like what?

MBMB, grrah-grrah, boom