After Dark ft. 1nebozo Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
I'm up in the stu, you know I'ma blow
That nigga talk hot, I'm punching his nose
Spinnin' his block, you know that I flow
Dumpin' these bullets right out of the globe
That nigga a bitch, he doing the most
Said I can't rap, like go get a flow
I-I-I catch him I'm breaking his skull
I-If she a thotty then she gotta go
I'm taking a string, I'm ripping his throat
Like how many shots I really could throw?
How can I lack if I got a poke?
Poking his neck, turned to go ghost
A demon I click through his head
Catchin' a opp, they gonna be dead
I'll never run, but you niggas fled
I'm doing me, I don't care what they said
After dark, you know it get cold
I might just call up that hoe, 'cuz I'm feeling bold
Know I'ma throw
And If he talkin' we wrapping him up and he getting disposed
Like, I'm really him
Step on the scene and I go for the win
Sorry my father, I know that I sin
But everybody really be on my dick, like
Fuck a sub, we getting it
If I call up my niggas, we gettin' lit
All of you niggas is sick, need medicine
When I get me a check, then I'm checking it
And these bitches be bringing my name up, stop it
I ain't fuck with you, you ain't fuck with me
Jacking my name for attention is crazy
This why these bitches can't fuck with me
I'm up in the stu, you know I'ma blow
That nigga talk hot, I'm punching his nose
Spinnin' his block, you know that I flow
Dumping these bullets right out of the globe
That nigga a bitch, he doing the most
Said I can't rap, like go get a flow
I-I-I catch him I'm breaking his skull
I-If she a thotty then she gotta go
She a thot, I'm done with her
Yeah you know she a treesh
Niggas be fannin', go touch breesh
Niggas be pets, I got the leash
I know some niggas ain't messing with me
But it's cool, no coming back
Play with the poke, how can I lack?
Kyng up next, and you know that's a fact
Niggas be chattin' but niggas is 4'8
On the court, just made four plays
He got hit, right at the doorway
He yelling now he in more pain
I'm in first, niggas in fourth place
You the worst, they knoq the war came
Sending shots, sending the fourth ray
Nine/eleven, might crash four planes
They want me
Everyday day they wanna come back to my place
And I know that my heart gonna cost me
I got to keep flags up, like a damn race
And a nigga been feelin' real saucy
Saucin' up bitches but ain't catchin' no case
And these niggas be jackin' they solo
But niggas only pop out, with no face
Niggas know that I'm rollin' a spliff
That bitch is dead to me, drown in some piss
Shooting my shots nigga I haven't missed
Chattin' but niggas don't know what I did
You a fan, you all on my piece, nigga get beat wit' the grease
I know that everything not what it seem
Felt like nobody was fuckin' with me
I was alone and nobody could see
All of the talents I had on the scene
I want my pockets, stuffed with the green
Do my own mixing, shit really clean
Niggas be hating, I'm shootin' from deep