MIDNIGHT Lyrics

Is that Solo Dolo?

Hold it

Now we control it

Vivienne Westwood be all of my forges

1s in the Air, but I ain't rocking Forces

Double R sky in the sources look gorgeous

Hollup, tour it

Say, can you tour it?

This a real dream, is you with it or snorin'?

Ain't with the fibs and I ain't with the forcin'

Handing out game yeah I hand it like courses (haha!)

I'm coming mean

'Course if I'm up, then I'm blessing my team

How did you come out the mud if you clean?

I take the stand if you standing for me

That is the theme

You best believe

Give me a seed, imma come back with 3

Handing out jobs boy I'm feeling like Steve

Colorful crosses all up down the sleeve

Touching my goals and touching on bases

Most flawless, can we face it?

Like I'm Mike Will "Momma I made it"

Bryan Millis the score, 'cause it's taken

Forever the first, why fake it?

Real skinny but I get to the bacon

They mirror my style verbatim

These ain't no converse, these is Maisons

Dumb deals from the left to the right

Look up see the stars and the sights

New chills, moon wrist like a light

No flaws— outta sight, they shy

Pretty face, long hair, my type

Blue bills, looking like Mordecai

Palace denim my hip like the sky

New thrills, Double R— midnight

See

Like Ryuzaki

No Ls, I'm a king on the scene

Wide awake, still living my dream

Chasing goals 'til I'm whole no sleep

I'm quiet but they don't want peace

Ain't vegan but they crazy for beef

With that said, I'm deading ya schemes

Swearing I'm busted, just look at my jeans

Could trap but it don't feel right

Could scam but I prefer the fight

No cuts, gon' be happy in life

When I'm pulling off '65, Double-R lights

Still stacking there I'll keep it real

But for now it's 4 rings on the grill

I be ballin' like '02 Brazil

Stepper back then steppin' now and I'm still

Touching my goals and touching on bases

Most flawless, can we face it?

Like I'm Mike Will "Momma I made it"

Bryan Millis the score, 'cause it's taken

Forever the first, why fake it?

Real skinny but I get to the bacon

They mirror my style verbatim

These ain't no converse, these is Maisons

Dumb deals from the left to the right

Look up see the stars and the sights

New chills, moon wrist like a light

No flaws— outta sight, they shy

Pretty face, long hair, my type

Blue bills, looking like Mordecai

Palace denim my hip like the sky

New thrills, Double R— midnight

Sensational