It was late that night
I was looking for a jug
With this big blicka on side my side, I wish a nigga would
I'm a certified stepper, step in other niggas hood
Bad bitch ratchet as a f*ck, she twerking ass all on my hood
Hold on, G-Lock, fifth gen, boy, don't meet your death date
Hellcat, NASCAR, bitch, we might just drag race
Might f*ck that bitch one time and then I'll leave her with a sad face
Where my blunt, I need my fire, that's on my CBalls, I had a bad day
Started with a power jug, nigga, I caught a power play
Strip club, make it rain, storm surge, just like Hurricanes
CBall shit, got a G-Star shirt with amiri jeans and Michael Js
CBall walk down the opp nigga try to run, I bet he won't get away
Hold on, CBall keep a big blicka pussy nigga, try me, I bet I hit you
I'm a certified dripper, I put them on gas, sometimes I feel like Hitler
I'm sick, somebody call HIPAA, I spread racks into my pictures
Might look easy, it ain't that simple, if rap don't work, I'm trapping nigga
Opp boys don't run up, I keep my pistol
You can get the news, you can get the issue
Straight off the dome, no pad no pencil
Straight out the o land of the killers
These five five sixes sting like bees
I keep my blick, that's on my Cs
Just poured another four of lean
I'm having motion, f*ck you mean
It was late that night
I was looking for a jug
With this big blicka on side my side, I wish a nigga would
I'm a certified stepper, step in other niggas hood
Bad bitch ratchet as a f*ck, she twerking ass all on my hood
Hold on, G-Lock, fifth gen, boy, don't meet your death date
Hellcat, NASCAR, bitch, we might just drag race
Might f*ck that bitch one time and then I'll leave her with a sad face
Where my blunt, I need my fire, that's on my CBalls, I had a bad day
Lil mavo - Late Night Lyrics
Lil mavo - Late Night Lyrics
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It was late that night
I was looking for a jug
With this big blicka on side my side, I wish a nigga would
I'm a certified stepper, step in other niggas hood
Bad bitch ratchet as a f*ck, she twerking ass all on my hood
Hold on, G-Lock, fifth gen, boy, don't meet your death date
Hellcat, NASCAR, bitch, we might just drag race
Might f*ck that bitch one time and then I'll leave her with a sad face
Where my blunt, I need my fire, that's on my CBalls, I had a bad day
Started with a power jug, nigga, I caught a power play
Strip club, make it rain, storm surge, just like Hurricanes
CBall shit, got a G-Star shirt with amiri jeans and Michael Js
CBall walk down the opp nigga try to run, I bet he won't get away
Hold on, CBall keep a big blicka pussy nigga, try me, I bet I hit you
I'm a certified dripper, I put them on gas, sometimes I feel like Hitler
I'm sick, somebody call HIPAA, I spread racks into my pictures
Might look easy, it ain't that simple, if rap don't work, I'm trapping nigga
Opp boys don't run up, I keep my pistol
You can get the news, you can get the issue
Straight off the dome, no pad no pencil
Straight out the o land of the killers
These five five sixes sting like bees
I keep my blick, that's on my Cs
Just poured another four of lean
I'm having motion, f*ck you mean
It was late that night
I was looking for a jug
With this big blicka on side my side, I wish a nigga would
I'm a certified stepper, step in other niggas hood
Bad bitch ratchet as a f*ck, she twerking ass all on my hood
Hold on, G-Lock, fifth gen, boy, don't meet your death date
Hellcat, NASCAR, bitch, we might just drag race
Might f*ck that bitch one time and then I'll leave her with a sad face
Where my blunt, I need my fire, that's on my CBalls, I had a bad day
I was looking for a jug
With this big blicka on side my side, I wish a nigga would
I'm a certified stepper, step in other niggas hood
Bad bitch ratchet as a f*ck, she twerking ass all on my hood
Hold on, G-Lock, fifth gen, boy, don't meet your death date
Hellcat, NASCAR, bitch, we might just drag race
Might f*ck that bitch one time and then I'll leave her with a sad face
Where my blunt, I need my fire, that's on my CBalls, I had a bad day
Started with a power jug, nigga, I caught a power play
Strip club, make it rain, storm surge, just like Hurricanes
CBall shit, got a G-Star shirt with amiri jeans and Michael Js
CBall walk down the opp nigga try to run, I bet he won't get away
Hold on, CBall keep a big blicka pussy nigga, try me, I bet I hit you
I'm a certified dripper, I put them on gas, sometimes I feel like Hitler
I'm sick, somebody call HIPAA, I spread racks into my pictures
Might look easy, it ain't that simple, if rap don't work, I'm trapping nigga
Opp boys don't run up, I keep my pistol
You can get the news, you can get the issue
Straight off the dome, no pad no pencil
Straight out the o land of the killers
These five five sixes sting like bees
I keep my blick, that's on my Cs
Just poured another four of lean
I'm having motion, f*ck you mean
It was late that night
I was looking for a jug
With this big blicka on side my side, I wish a nigga would
I'm a certified stepper, step in other niggas hood
Bad bitch ratchet as a f*ck, she twerking ass all on my hood
Hold on, G-Lock, fifth gen, boy, don't meet your death date
Hellcat, NASCAR, bitch, we might just drag race
Might f*ck that bitch one time and then I'll leave her with a sad face
Where my blunt, I need my fire, that's on my CBalls, I had a bad day
Writer: roderick miller jr
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