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Night lovell
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[00:03.68] Ayy, ayy, uh huh

[00:10.85] Ayy, yeah, uh

[00:16.96] Bitch name Alyssa

[00:18.55] Still, I'm gone with no Swisher

[00:20.94] Shots of rum in the pitcher

[00:22.80] I take the time, get me richer

[00:25.19] Got the thot so intact

[00:27.31] Dark from ground to the cat

[00:29.44] Made a bill from the stack

[00:31.56] This shit got a pill for the back

[00:33.96] Hit that bitch from the back

[00:36.08] Say you run with the pack

[00:38.48] Miss my face with that shit

[00:40.07] You say that you bring the fuck back

[00:42.72] Say I'm always so cold

[00:44.85] Told the story to know

[00:46.98] In the facts that I say I live in the north of the gold, ayy, yeah

[00:52.28] I'm so ashamed

[00:53.61] Don't run, don't you run

[00:56.00] Thinking that you'd end this shit from excess to the gun

[01:00.25] Burning in the light, from the motherfucking sun

[01:04.77] My way's to the stage, don't you never fucking fund

[01:09.29] No status, no practice

[01:11.94] Stay low, never a shitshow

[01:14.07] Takin' stacks for the snow

[01:16.46] I take your bitch and she know

[01:18.32] Movin' fast through the glass, never take it

[01:22.04] Niggas talk, never walk

[01:24.16] And I come straight back to lacing

[01:26.55] Nab that shit, been dead

[01:28.15] Still you down your fucking head

[01:30.53] Seen with stats to the racks

[01:32.39] I go down with thots in the back

[01:34.79] Dumbass nigga with the Ruger

[01:37.71] Fuck around and pop ya

[01:39.56] No, I'm never gonna stop her

[01:41.69] Cut the power, you a marker

[01:44.08] Tell them my life always down from the crowd

[01:48.33] Never will I make yo' ass down for the town

[01:52.58] Layin' on the low, face down in the bay

[01:57.36] Sippin' gin, never take facts to the back

[02:01.35] Let's go down to my nigga's

[02:03.74] Tell me, bitch, don't sing it

[02:05.87] Tell me shit but that's counterfeit

[02:08.25] Think I'm dumb 'cause then shit I lit

[02:10.38] Momma said four figures

[02:12.50] Make it big, no dealers

[02:14.89] Walking 'round, no trace of hit

[02:17.02] Takin' cash from yo' dealer's shit

[02:19.15] Chip slow for the back show 'bout ten mil' in 'Lando

[02:23.66] Paint shit from thot shit, you call me Picasso

[02:27.91] Niggas say that I'm wack though

[02:30.03] Fuck a bitch in yo' Volvo

[02:32.16] White meat on my plate though

[02:34.55] White sheet to my pencil

[02:36.67] Already done, fuck you niggas, I'm already done

[02:44.91] Already done, I'm already done

[02:49.96] Fuck you niggas, I'm already done

[02:54.47] Never shit fun, run with the gun

[02:58.46] And fuck you niggas, I'm already done

[03:02.71] Already done, never shit fun

[03:07.22] Already done, done

[03:11.47] Crackhouse sniffin' in the back though

[03:13.60] Coke white shoe, shit make dough

[03:15.72] Niggas think big, she a plateau

[03:17.85] Come back in the same brand coat

[03:20.24] Try me, bitch, if you can though

[03:22.36] Find me slick in a small boat

[03:24.49] Touch my shit, get cutthroat

[03:26.62] Walk by swift with the same note

[03:29.01] Nigga, you's a lie

[03:31.13] Claim you still the guy

[03:33.25] I fuck you up so quick and take your motherfucking tie

[03:37.50] Saying you should die

[03:39.89] Locked up in the sky

[03:42.02] Restricted to the moves I want to make, I never try