Dance in the night time
Off Tha dome I cannot write lines
Show me that pussy on FaceTime
Show me that shit need it right now
Yeh, right now
Show me that shit need it right now
Nigga all talk won't run down
Scary ah nigga put yo gun down
Don't mind me jus piped up
That's yo chick? I hit it
I'm jus playing, I didn't
But she was going dawg I, admit it
Yankee cap wit the New York fitted
Me n shawty going for more then a minute
Forever tha gang moving like the senate
Talk to these beats like pastor im sinning
Well damn, that's how u feeling
Pull up on me, whip, dark tinted
Running on beats can't miss my goal
All on the gram while I sing my song like who dat?
Who, who u
I be that young turnt nigga you know
I be running on beats fasho
Platinum racing on all these hoes
Pick up the flow?
Pick up the phone
I be like thug, pick up the phone
They be like cuz po me sum mo
Expose these secrets that rap niggas know
Dance in the nighttime
Feel me
Feel me
Feel me
Feel me
Kill me
Kill me
Swear these pussy ass niggas wanna kill me, lyrically
And maybe a little bit spiritually
Dumb ahh hoes wanna dim my energy
Talm bout come here baby make a whore of me
Don't wanna be seen don't record me
Dick ain't free can't afford me
Don't need money jus adore me
How it went down it was haunting
Shitting on beats, farting
Ew
Off tha ropes, hardy
Ew
Still up, no pill
Hat trick I still
Keep three bad hoes round me
Drop three songs shit narly
Please don't kill my party
He got steez? Bish hardly
No don t no Harley
Dance in the nighttime
Love when it get rowdy
Shawty wanna feel my body
She's Whitney I'm Bobby
Gas is my propane
Ima make ha sang
I been out my mind
I'm fin go insane
Please don't waste our time
She been running game
Can't ignore the pain
I feel nun but pain
No six paths
Tsukuyomi infinite on yo bitch ass
Leave these niggas dumbfounded like u hit that?
Fries at the bottom I'm deep in a big bag ooh