L.A. After Hours

L A after hours, regular, nothing new,

pulling up, from the show, killed the Stage What we do

Ah sh*t, this my sh*t, open up the f*cking pit

Throw them bows, throw them fist, because I know you feeling it (Ugh)

Bches think they public figures, but they're public's figurines

My skating nas played with you and now you're fking my music team

A day in my life is something like

a movie scene, fresh looking wardrobe

White nikes, always clean

Reclining seat, rooftop gone, heading to the beach

Five broads, sand on the feet, you can not compete

That's defeat, get it, dog? (yea, uh huh) that's defeat

Only big things over here, yea that's what happening

I can see right through your thin smoke, na you are capping

Give me respect and now give me my daps, and I'll give u the weed

And I'll give the wraps,

And I'm talking about woods, what you about that

If it's anything else then I know that it's whack

L A after hours, regular,

nothing new pulling up, from the show, killed the Stage What we do

Ah sh*t, this my sh*t, open up the f*cking pit

Throw them bows, throw them fist, because I know you feeling it

L A after hours, regular,

nothing new pulling up, from the show, killed the Stage What we do

Ah sh*t, this my sh*t, open up the f*cking pit

Throw them bows, throw them fist, because I know you feeling it (Ugh)

Whole lot of gang sh*t, whole lot of gang sh*t

Whole lot of gang sh*t, whole lot of gang sh*t