"Average Night!" lyrics
(Ha, no way, way, way)
(Ain't no way, ay, bitch, no way, ain't no way)
(Bitch, ain't no way, no way, way, ain't no way)
(Ain't no way, ain't no way, yeah, no way)
(Yeah, no way, yeah, no way, yeah, no way)
I'm with two bad bitches eatin' rasta pasta, my roster goated
This Prada, adidas, all Balenciaga, this ain't no Gosha (No way)
We gon' put that boy up on a fuckin' Tee, Ion fuck with posers (No way, no way)
That Draco sittin' by the side of me, I don't need no holster (No way, no way)
If you wanna leave then, lil' bitch, just leave, Ion need no closure (No way, no way)
Spent about 60K on mo'-fuckin' jeans, they ain't stealin' my sofa (No way, no way)
Margiela, Margiela, Margiela, 'cause I know these niggas be jealous
Gotta watch what you say around them new niggas 'cause you know them niggas be tellin'
By the time I found out my bitch gettin' fucked, nah, he ain't gon sweat it
You type find out yo' ho gettin' slutty and you type to go catch her
I'm the type, me and bro, we friends now, fuck it, let's go hit the next one
We the type find out and go ask a bitch, "Who really the best one?"
I'm the type, my bitch ain't doin' what I want, I'ma hit your best friend
You the type go camp out just 'cause you hurt, that she at the west end
I'm the typa young nigga ain't never hear shit, yeah, I be flexin'
You the type, lil' bro, still never had shit, yeah, you out here stressin'
I'ma tell y'all niggas she gon' eat me up while I'm countin' my blessings
Heh, nah, for real
Back of the Maybach, turn this bitch to a B&B
If I tell my young nigga I won't get back, they flush it like TMZ
She suckin' me so damn good, she ain't gon' stop 'til I blow like TNT
You keep on suckin' these hoes, it's why you wan' kill yourself, you a EMT
I'm fucking this hoe with lil' O and then then it's back to the O like E-I-E
And my young niggas on poles, it's gon' be holes in the nigga, no E-Y-E
Tryna tell ya'...
I'm with two bad bitches eatin' rasta pasta, my roster goated
This Prada, adidas, all Balenciaga, this ain't no Gosha (No way)
We gon' put that boy up on a fuckin' Tee, Ion fuck with posers (No way, no way)
That Draco sittin' by the side of me, I don't need no holster (No way, no way)
If you wanna leave then, lil' bitch, just leave, Ion need no closure (No way, no way)
Spent about 60K on mo'-fuckin' jeans, they ain't stealin' my sofa (No way, no way)
(Ain't no way, ay, bitch, no way, ain't no way)
(Bitch, ain't no way, no way, way, ain't no way)
(Ain't no way, ain't no way, yeah, no way)
(Yeah, no way, yeah, no way, yeah, no way)
I'm with two bad bitches eatin' rasta pasta, my roster goated
This Prada, adidas, all Balenciaga, this ain't no Gosha (No way)
We gon' put that boy up on a fuckin' Tee, Ion fuck with posers (No way, no way)
That Draco sittin' by the side of me, I don't need no holster (No way, no way)
If you wanna leave then, lil' bitch, just leave, Ion need no closure (No way, no way)
Spent about 60K on mo'-fuckin' jeans, they ain't stealin' my sofa (No way, no way)
Margiela, Margiela, Margiela, 'cause I know these niggas be jealous
Gotta watch what you say around them new niggas 'cause you know them niggas be tellin'
By the time I found out my bitch gettin' fucked, nah, he ain't gon sweat it
You type find out yo' ho gettin' slutty and you type to go catch her
I'm the type, me and bro, we friends now, fuck it, let's go hit the next one
We the type find out and go ask a bitch, "Who really the best one?"
I'm the type, my bitch ain't doin' what I want, I'ma hit your best friend
You the type go camp out just 'cause you hurt, that she at the west end
I'm the typa young nigga ain't never hear shit, yeah, I be flexin'
You the type, lil' bro, still never had shit, yeah, you out here stressin'
I'ma tell y'all niggas she gon' eat me up while I'm countin' my blessings
Heh, nah, for real
Back of the Maybach, turn this bitch to a B&B
If I tell my young nigga I won't get back, they flush it like TMZ
She suckin' me so damn good, she ain't gon' stop 'til I blow like TNT
You keep on suckin' these hoes, it's why you wan' kill yourself, you a EMT
I'm fucking this hoe with lil' O and then then it's back to the O like E-I-E
And my young niggas on poles, it's gon' be holes in the nigga, no E-Y-E
Tryna tell ya'...
I'm with two bad bitches eatin' rasta pasta, my roster goated
This Prada, adidas, all Balenciaga, this ain't no Gosha (No way)
We gon' put that boy up on a fuckin' Tee, Ion fuck with posers (No way, no way)
That Draco sittin' by the side of me, I don't need no holster (No way, no way)
If you wanna leave then, lil' bitch, just leave, Ion need no closure (No way, no way)
Spent about 60K on mo'-fuckin' jeans, they ain't stealin' my sofa (No way, no way)
