Another Late Night

Blow up, nigga

Grrah, grrah, ayy

This lil' Drizzy reppin' 'Crete, ayy

My brother Capo from the way, he from the street, ayy

Wanna **** with me? Well, baby, I'm discreet, ayy

Ayy, thinkin' 'bout this pill I took, pillow talkin'

Shawty ran some Dillon Brooks, can't believe this nigga talkin', damn

My bank account is magnolia, Milly rockin', ayy

Widows in my comments talkin' 'bout some Millie Bobby, look

Bring the jokes up to the gang, we get to really flockin'

Or send a finger to your momma in some FedEx boxes

Open up that shit, it's jaw droppin', really shockin', ayy

I ain't pretty flacko, b***h, this shit get really rocky, ayy, what? Damn, what?

Dirty how I did him in the Wraith, what? Say

She actin' Hollywood, this ain't L.A., no way

She a pretty little lie like she shaped, but that's bae

Long as she don't lie to me, then it's okay

It's just another late night with my b***h, ayy

Just another late night with my b***h, ayy (With my b***h)

And I hate to even call her ass my b***h, ayy (Yeah, my b***h)

'Cause I love that hoe, don't even make no sense, man (Pssh, pssh)

Just another late night with my dawg (Pssh, with my dawg)

Just another late night with my b***h (Pssh, with my b***h)

And we ridin' 'round tryna make sense (Make sense)

Of whatever comes first, it comes next (Yeah, blatt)

Hm, hm (Grrah, pssh), hm (Yeah, pssh), hm (Yeah, pssh)

Hm, hm (Pssh), hm (Concrete), hm

Huh, yeah (Pssh), huh, yeah, yeah, huh (Pssh)

It's Lil Boat, I'm probably now from the 6ix (Pssh, pssh)

My doggy love, he ignorant, he from the bricks

Thinkin' 'bout the styrocup, really Wockin'

Let her **** on one my opps, let's see who really poppin'

Demolition gang, pop out, yeah, we get it knockin'

Boost a white b***h up and now she think she really poppin'

**** my b***h new body, sadly, I got demoitis

My b***h know it's us without openin' either of her eyelids (Us)

If it's [?] don't even ****in' try and raise the mileage

We take G6s knowin' you'll never take one with pilot ('Kay)

I let her go, she fine as hell but baby wasn't stylish (Yeah)

She had big tits like Billie Eilish but she couldn't see 'em (Drip)

We catch the opps, don't want no apologies, just kiss the ring (Mwah)

(Brrt) Yeah, ring, (Brrt, damn), yeah, ring

(Brrt) Mwah, ring, (Brrt), yeah, ring

I'll support the opps before I support sippin' green ('Kay)

We up in the Turks with twenty b*****s, just me and my team, (Us)

It's just another late night with my b***h, ayy

Just another late night with my b***h, ayy (With my b***h)

And I hate to even call her ass my b***h, ayy (Yeah, my b***h)

'Cause I love that hoe, don't even make no sense, man (Pssh, pssh)

Just another late night with my dawg (Pssh, with my dawg)

Just another late night with my b***h (Pssh, with my b***h)

And we ridin' 'round tryna make sense (Make sense)

Of whatever comes first, it comes next (Yeah, blatt)