All Night

Lyrics

[Intro] Blizzed Out Trap, Trap Goth Young OG You already know what it is nigga Goth Money, we in this bitch Lets get it [Verse 1: YSB OG] Playing for keeps, gott' survive in these streets From the west to the east, gotta stay on my grizzy Nigga you silly, saying that the Young OG can't spit it Nigga I'll peel yo wig then split it, forget it Young nigga and I'm all about my bidness I move like a lieutenant, got soliders in the field on they pivot Ready to pop a nigga if he flinching Hit him with extension if he running for the fences We ain't missing, we bumming for ya neck kid I'm up next kid you best play dead bitch If you see the feds tell 'em you's know anything You snitch, we erase shit, don't run nigga these bullets chase ya I'm riding 'round in traffic with my nigga 17 So icy in the beam, ride by, the hoes scream "Oh my gosh 17 and Young OG!" They drop to they knees and do exactly what we please Roll up the weed, I'm tryna get high nigga I need a number 21 with fries nigga Gimme that, matter fact I'm taking that, no take backs Reach for it, you can get your face wacked, A-Wax OG Kane in the Dior home, denim black Fly shit for your cash lil bitch step up your swag Fuck the price, fuck the tag, we can skrt off in the V12 Real fast, no jetlag still on the plane every night Different cities every night, different hoes every night Get it popping anywhere on sight Bust the gat at night, in the dark or the light Gots the dirty sprite, mix it up, all right We gonn' sip slow, smoke this dope, get throwed All night, chill And you know we do it all night Shit, shit, and you know we do it all night Do it all night And you know we do it all night Know we do it all night, all night [Verse 2] I'm in the set like its 06 with the Dips Dipshit, I piss on you little bitch work the R Kells' Niggas telling tales, about working scales I scale the pure white then pitch the holy grail White sevens black 40's that's the killer whale [?] ass niggas Like love and marriage I'm thinking, horse and carriage 24 carats that bullshit you talking, please spare it Silly dudes I play the block like a ice cube Cool as a fan, hunneds and rubber bands Whatchu need? We got grams, put the money in my hand Keep it cold, in a tight situation, I won't jam Uh, what it is? You stupid, stupid I'm cooling Flexing fools, $etta Gang bitch, that's the movement Trapping all night up off that dirty Sprite Backwoods rolled, pass me the light [?] crystals, stepping on these niggas necks I rob a pussy, if he tryna flex 'Cause you know we do this all night Backwoods rolled, pass me the dirty Sprite [Outro] Trap, Trap Goth