MIDNIGHT CLUB
(专辑: Time Of My Life - 2021)
[Thouxanbanfauni:] (Indigo) (Okay, Embasin, whatever) 34 For life, huh, for real Check it out Midnight club with the
neon lights Biting my boof with the
peons, right Colorblind, don't see stop sign, red light No speed limit, we on flight Every day a
little bit, we won't define Not interested, no, I
ain't out of that time Kill 'em with kindness, okay, fine Might name my AK A.K. Khan Get out with the
cap now, get off with the
lying Y'all niggas be silent, still rocking fake diamonds Now get off of me, knocking off your shit Pop it off, boy, get stomped in the
pit I'm such a
gentleman, treat her polite Give me head first then call her a
ride Call her my side 'cause she got more ass than [?] into my night Bitch, I'm giant like fee-fi-fo All of my hoes bad, head to toe Keeping that heater, that fire, like a
stove I'm finna cop all the
baking soda Uno and Lotto came with the
odor Smoking on flower, I
bust me a
Clover Shorty want to fuck, I
told her, "Come over" Ain't nothing new, I've been done known it Ain't nothing new, I've been done known it Ain't nothing new, I've been done known it These niggas think they getting that swag, that shit ain't new, we've been up on it We've been up on it Oh, you fucked that bitch? We've done it You just hit that ho? Been done it Niggas always think they want a
hand But in the
end I'm two steps ahead Lil' bitch, I
guess you could say we run it Uh, yeah, bitch, we, uh Guess you could say, lil' bitch, we run it Uh, yeah, bitch, we, uh Guess you could say, lil' bitch, we run it Yeah, we Guess you could say, lil' bitch, we run it Midnight club with the
neon lights Biting my boof with the
peons, right Colorblind, don't see stop sign, red light No speed limit, we on flight Every day a
little bit, we won't define Not interested, no, I
ain't out of that time Kill 'em with kindness, okay, fine Might name my AK A.K. Khan Get out with the
cap now, get off with the
lying Y'all niggas be silent, still rocking fake diamonds Now get off of me, knocking off your shit Pop it off, boy, get stomped in the
pit I'm such a
gentleman, treat her polite Give me head first then call her a
ride Call her my side 'cause she got more ass than [?] into my night [UnoTheActivist:] (Uno, I
killed it) (Let's go, dig?) I'ma pull up in the
'Rari, DeLorean I'ma take her to a
trip to euphoria And I
know more than your local historian You get what you want, shorty, just stop annoying I
had to cut her off, she boring I
love the
way she talk to foreigners Hollow tips hit him, bullet hole in his coroner Hollow tips hit him, his mom is a
mourner Okay, I
wake up and count in the
morning Okay, I
count up so I
found reassurance I
know that I
got a
lot of influence Okay, well, why don't we all go to Florence? (Dig) I
came from the
bottom so you know I
ain't going back I've been the
realest since I
was born Had to go our separate ways, know she torn I'm cutting off all y'all bitches, no warning Noticing it was Act', I'ma sit on her ornament Hot shells through your crib, call it housewarming Had to let 'em go, they ain't doing nothing for me I
will never go back and forth with an informant [Thouxanbanfauni:] Midnight club with the
neon lights Biting my boof with the
peons, right Colorblind, don't see stop sign, red light No speed limit, we on flight Every day a
little bit, we won't define Not interested, no, I
ain't out of that time Kill 'em with kindness, okay, fine Might name my AK A.K. Khan Get out with the
cap now, get off with the
lying Y'all niggas be silent, still rocking fake diamonds Now get off of me, knocking off your shit Pop it off, boy, get stomped in the
pit I'm such a
gentleman, treat her polite Give me head first then call her a
ride Call her my side 'cause she got more ass than (Indigo) (Okay, Embasin) Huh, hey 34 Yeah, spooky season Keep all the
fuck shit to yourself, I
seen that shit a
mile away Call up the
opps, get my K
We'll get this shit sold today I'ma catch you down bad, broad day Ain't no acting, no Broadway Posted up with the
B's in the
trap all day Pack stealing, Green Bay Thirty-five hundred just for jeans, pussy, this ain't no rivalry Fucking that bitch like hobbies be but she still a
side to me TTB with loyalty, ain't no switching sides on me Gas on F
but we rolling on E
Gas tank on F
but we rolling on E
I
be in Georgia with Florida hitters I
be in Florida with Georgia hitters If you ain't gang, don't try to get mixed in That's how niggas be getting they wig split Twelve years old, with the
older niggas I
done seen Dana smoke a
nigga Niggas be acting like real school shooters, okay, fuck boy, pull it out and get hit, bitch Stupid lil' boy thinking that we scared, getting out the
whip, we ride on him Shorty keep talking 'bout what that WAP do then I'm diving in Glock 17 with the
thirty round sticks, security won't let me in Got you a
bag for this very reason, baby girl on my dick Y'all niggas be on the
'Gram all day, commenting under my shit Niggas acting like they critics, don't even get paid down for this Uh, yeah, give me my money Uh, baby, give me my bag Uh, yeah, all in your tummy Uh, yeah, the
dick do that Up, up and away, I'm finally going Dash after that hoing My wallet a
addict, having withdrawals I
hit the
bank, made some withdrawals Shorty ain't even got panties on I
don't even think she even own drawers We don't give no fuck at all We don't give no fuck at all Oh, oh, oh, oh, we don't give no fuck at all Oh, oh, oh, oh, give no fuck at all Hundred thousand hoes to myself, I
call my bros for help I
get the
bag and then cash in the
racks, secure that for myself Hope you could hold your own, most niggas can't even get the
cards they dealt But I
be on my own, last chance of hiding your feelings It's hard enough to control my own, I
ain't got time for your feelings Stop letting niggas program your mind, y'all niggas inherit fear You a
broke-ass nigga with a
broke-ass bitch, get the
fuck away from the
seal Don't even come near One more step, trying to throw 'em out of here Keep all the
fuck shit to yourself, I
seen that shit a
mile away Call up the
opps, get my K
We'll get this shit sold today I'ma catch you down bad, broad day Ain't no acting, no Broadway Posted up with the
B's in the
trap all day Pack stealing, Green Bay Thirty-five hundred just for jeans, pussy, this ain't no rivalry Fucking that bitch like hobbies be but she still a
side to me TTB with loyalty, ain't no switching sides on me Gas on F
but we rolling on E
Gas tank on F
but we rolling on E