"Late At Night" lyrics
Grrah-grrah, boom
Like, like every opp shot (Like what?)
Everything dead, for the gang
Like
Grrah
Late at night, I was clutchin' my pipe
Keep it on me, I ain't tryna fight
Ride for my 5's if they wrong or they right
They ain't spinnin', all they do is type
Niggas doin' shit just for the hype
Ten packs on Amiris, that was light
Catch a hit, take a flight
Make it lit, yeah, I might
Late at night, I need you, where you at?
Like you movin' funny, let me know the facts
Like paranoid, I'm clutchin' on my strap
I can't let a nigga take me off the map
Send a shot, leave him flat
Make it hot with the strap
Sip on the Wock', pop a Perc' and relax
Shots hit his stomach, leave him on his back like
Free TG, free Keme, they got my brothas locked in the system
Free my brothers, they know that I miss them
Shit ain't the same, I wish that I was with them
Remember spinnin', tryna catch a victim
No remorse, hop out, go get him
I'ma flock, I don't care who with 'em
We send him up in the air, we gon' lift him
I don't know, I been stuck in my ways
In my zone, gettin' paid
Still be on court, like the A
Ballin' my sport, I'ma play
If you see him, flock him in his face
Get up on his body, knock him outta place
Like super cocky 'cause it's on my waist
All this expensive pain, I poured another 8
Like in the yams, with the .30
Got my jewelry on and I ain't worried
In the jam, I was sturdy
Had my scalpel tucked like who gon' hurt me?
Sippin' Wocky, got my vision blurry
GBG baby, put that on my jersey
Love me or hate me, I'ma keep on workin'
All my opps broke, I know them niggas hurtin'
I been stuck in the stu'
Gettin' money and focused on blues
I'm tryna be humble, tryna keep it cool
So don't make me put a nigga on the-
I was stuck in my feelings, ain't know what to do
Why you think that it's always 'bout you?
For us to do better, you know it takes two
So let me know just how you wanna move like
Late at night, I was clutchin' my pipe
Keep it on me, I ain't tryna fight
Ride for my 5's if they wrong or they right
They ain't spinnin', all they do is type
Niggas doin' shit just for the hype
Ten packs on Amiris, that was light
Catch a hit, take a flight
Make it lit, yeah, I might
Buss-buss down Cartier, no, I ain't average
I'm a demon, I'm a savage
Hop out, get to clappin'
Masked up, 'bout dat action
I keep it on me, nigga, why you askin'?
I'm too official to be out here lackin'
Big knocks, for the fashion
Twin chops, I'ma blast 'em
Late at night, I need you, where you at?
Like you movin' funny, let me know the facts
Like paranoid, I'm clutchin' on my strap
I can't let a nigga take me off the map
Send a shot, leave him flat
Make it hot with the strap
Sip on the Wock', pop a Perc' and relax
Shots hit his stomach, leave him on his back like
Grrah, grrah-grrah, boom
Every opp shot
Ah, ah
Like what?
MBMB, grrah-grrah, boom
Like, like every opp shot (Like what?)
Everything dead, for the gang
Like
Grrah
Late at night, I was clutchin' my pipe
Keep it on me, I ain't tryna fight
Ride for my 5's if they wrong or they right
They ain't spinnin', all they do is type
Niggas doin' shit just for the hype
Ten packs on Amiris, that was light
Catch a hit, take a flight
Make it lit, yeah, I might
Late at night, I need you, where you at?
Like you movin' funny, let me know the facts
Like paranoid, I'm clutchin' on my strap
I can't let a nigga take me off the map
Send a shot, leave him flat
Make it hot with the strap
Sip on the Wock', pop a Perc' and relax
Shots hit his stomach, leave him on his back like
Free TG, free Keme, they got my brothas locked in the system
Free my brothers, they know that I miss them
Shit ain't the same, I wish that I was with them
Remember spinnin', tryna catch a victim
No remorse, hop out, go get him
I'ma flock, I don't care who with 'em
We send him up in the air, we gon' lift him
I don't know, I been stuck in my ways
In my zone, gettin' paid
Still be on court, like the A
Ballin' my sport, I'ma play
If you see him, flock him in his face
Get up on his body, knock him outta place
Like super cocky 'cause it's on my waist
All this expensive pain, I poured another 8
Like in the yams, with the .30
Got my jewelry on and I ain't worried
In the jam, I was sturdy
Had my scalpel tucked like who gon' hurt me?
Sippin' Wocky, got my vision blurry
GBG baby, put that on my jersey
Love me or hate me, I'ma keep on workin'
All my opps broke, I know them niggas hurtin'
I been stuck in the stu'
Gettin' money and focused on blues
I'm tryna be humble, tryna keep it cool
So don't make me put a nigga on the-
I was stuck in my feelings, ain't know what to do
Why you think that it's always 'bout you?
For us to do better, you know it takes two
So let me know just how you wanna move like
Late at night, I was clutchin' my pipe
Keep it on me, I ain't tryna fight
Ride for my 5's if they wrong or they right
They ain't spinnin', all they do is type
Niggas doin' shit just for the hype
Ten packs on Amiris, that was light
Catch a hit, take a flight
Make it lit, yeah, I might
Buss-buss down Cartier, no, I ain't average
I'm a demon, I'm a savage
Hop out, get to clappin'
Masked up, 'bout dat action
I keep it on me, nigga, why you askin'?
I'm too official to be out here lackin'
Big knocks, for the fashion
Twin chops, I'ma blast 'em
Late at night, I need you, where you at?
Like you movin' funny, let me know the facts
Like paranoid, I'm clutchin' on my strap
I can't let a nigga take me off the map
Send a shot, leave him flat
Make it hot with the strap
Sip on the Wock', pop a Perc' and relax
Shots hit his stomach, leave him on his back like
Grrah, grrah-grrah, boom
Every opp shot
Ah, ah
Like what?
MBMB, grrah-grrah, boom
