Nightlife Lyrics

It's a night life, we got the night life

It's a night life, we got the nice life

Getting bags, everyday, go to get the cash

Take a sip, ask Shruti what did she put in my drink

Rolling up that gas like I'm skating through the rink

With that money on my trail

Lock me up, fuck it, I'ma make bail

Got these bitch ass lil pigs on my tail

Just like magic, turn them bricks into bales

It's a night life, keep it right

Out the Hennessy, fuck it po' up the Sprite

We got amenities, luxury, living nice

Riding in a Maybach, I might buy it twice

In the night, outta sight, never outta mind

I'm thinking how did I do this shit every fucking time

Thinking to myself how I made these millions off the rhymes

I been on my grind, I ain't got the time for the fake shit, nah

Niggas moving round, they evasive, wow

Bitch, I been a loner since a motherfucking child

I'm winning it with my brothers, running shit up by the mile

Steady running, yeah, shorty, yeah, she on the balls and she humming

Yeah, yeah, I'm all up in her guts, now she cumming

Got the hunnids by the hunnids, yeah, we thumbin,

Thumbin', thumbin', royal rumble

Got the money in the brief, keep it brief

She fucking all on the sheets, she wanted all the money

I gave her the least, we play for keeps

She wanted all the motion, I can't give it to you gotta get leased

Get released back to the streets

Where you belong, I'm on my own

My thoughts in a war, but I stay in my zone

What you say about gang, bitch, you better watch your tone

Vision distorted, all of this shit, man, I done started

Never can be, dearly departed

Parting the sea, the pussy target

Come look at me, I'm going the hardest

Not just a rapper, no regular artist

Extra speed, I'm going the farthest

I'm blowing up, I feel like a martyr

We've been following this for about the past ten minutes, actually trying to catch up with us

What we understand, this is a Dodge Challenger, and it is a Hellcat

Uh, cash that is speeding, uh, I'm about to go

Just like a demon, uh, you already know

Hairline receding, them niggas stressing on the low

Shorty got that green and she gon' bust it on the floor

She gon' drop it low, just like a limbo

Shorty six feet, so I'ma fuck on the tippy toes

Where the money go? In the stash, you can't know

Don't incriminate, yeah, them feds can't let them know

Don't discriminate, I'm fucking on any hoe

Went and got a brand new Drac, I'ma feed you with them hollows

Shorty got that new cake, BBL the Dr. Know

Bitch, that's what it take, told that bitch get out my phone

Where that blick, man, I swear that I don't know

What's that shit, man, I swear that I don't know

Buy the gas, get that shit, by the bows

Niggas talking shit, I'm throwing elbows

That shit right in your face, spraying your ass like some mace

Ain't fucking up the deals, nah, we can go out like Mase

They running up, they get killed

Game on the line, keep it trill

I'm pulling up for them the logo like Dame

WC pop the seal

(They like he used the hard ER)