nightowl$ Video (MV)

Yeah look
Aye
I heard somebody tell me I couldn't rap
It was it was after the last one they said I didn't have bars
(Kamano made it)
Kamano
I told em'
Ya know I only do this shit when the sun's down man
Yeah
It's the bad boy the party boy he back up on his shit again
Heard he said he wanna get to work he wanna get it in
Let's get it then
Gather all your homies in a circle I'ma get the pen
And I'ma spin em' all like a motherf*ckin' ceiling fan
I ain't one these SoundCloud rappers you been dealing with
I ain't sippin' lean to push no image I don't really live
Homie pay like 500 a day for that studio
You can fool them stupid hoes but me?
I'm seeing through it though
Superman S's on my chest not from a cape or from a vest
It's your girl running fingers from my head down to my neck
You know I got these vices to alleviate the stress
That's why I'm spinning right back I should've left
Cause she grip it with gorilla type strength
I'ma take a picture with you just don't throw it on the net
Let me switch up the bars like cellular charge
These two women talk about me so much think they want a menage
I already hit the one I think the other got salty
Shout out to Locals though that's where I get my coffee
All them girls love me at the stand and they all my friends
You the only one that wanna dance call the ambulance uh
They wanna roll with the night owls ayy
Think they can roll with the night owls baby
Think she can kick it with the night owls
Sundown lights out we gon' do em right now
Ayy they wanna roll with the night owls
Ayy think she can roll with the night owls
Baby think she can kick it with the night owls
Sundown lights out we gon' do em right now
And shit while we on the topic of dramatic women
Rappers out my town need to sit down should really quit it
We already know the ones that spittin and they spittin' with me
C Joose Drzl in the studio they all with me
Night owls comin' out in the moonlight
The sundown that's the only time we move and we move quiet
Why is it you always flashing all your shit on Instagram?
Shit you lucky Kree ain't around he'd like them kicks you wearin'
He a good dude you should get to know him I ain't playin'
But on second thought he'd hate a pussy like you players
Feelin' like DZ stackin' cookies smokin' flavors
Got like this all on my own don't owe em' no favors
You can catch the drizzle in the streets in the nighttime
Creepin' with my peeps homegrown tapes bumpin' in the jeep
As a matter of fact this an inspection for wack rap
They're shit is too puny check out my homie produced it
(Mano made it)
They speakin' in the same tongues that seal they spliffs
But I'm sober till I bite the nerve to feel this bitch
I ain't rich but when I'm high I own like 15 cars
I'm doin' 80 down the strip with Cuban links on
Spend my bag up at the thrift spot Pike and Belmont
Eatin' euros in a drop top forgot the hot sauce
New Balance 998s with the high top dress socks
All my bitches rockin' college swag Harvard crop tops
Stop let's pull an overnighter
All my sessions on a graveyard shift
They make my rhymes sound tighter
Finish packin' up my bowl and roll my thumb on the igniter
And we pass around that hash like a basketball
Mic check the rock nothin' but net swisher sweets
Calisthenics in the morning but at night we on freak
Must I remind you that nothin' in this world is for free
But don't be stressin' life provides no money back guarantees
So count your blessings I learnt my best lessons with blood
The soundtrack to my cruisin' is the sound of drugs
I stay faded if you pussy pull a bait and switch
And now you callin' up your moms like "they laced my shit!"
I ain't got no more time for bitches givin' me lip
So bring it up with your actions or you just throwin' a fit
I'm chewin' ginseng things and smoke backwoods
It's givin' me the edge when I'm faded to protect my manhood
These big booty bitches always good for the looks
But they empty in they souls hollow heads read a book
So caught up in they outer shell they trickin' themselves
Every night I one night stand I make them book the motel
Higher standards for the man and his crew flyin' through the grid
Catchin' some heat we on the news always makin' headlines
We efficient bitch so f*ck a deadline
I'm rackin' up records higher than Earl Sweat's hairline
My homies nice off the cuff it's pay-per-view for these bars
Best believe we got the bars to take out all of your guards
We on some grown shit spittin' no sweat on my palms
And when I'm clutchin' up the mic you better sound the alarms
Yeah
The owls with the dogs in the nighttime