Disguise Lyrics

In the night, bitch I feel like a Vamp

In my pockets, the blue Navy stamp

When I beat from the back and lil shorty a champ

She know I'm no good, but she know who I am

Back in my pockets fill 'em up with bands

They be like "$in$ity give they ass a chance"

I'm cooking it up, nigga I feel like I'm Lance

Walking him down if he thinking he fly

Triple or nothing I'm gambling high

So high, I might just put you in the sky

If I roll another one I'm smoking that Za

If I call up my brodie somebody 'gon die

I put 2K's in the air I'm 'bout to let it fly

If I call up my bro, somebody gonna die

All black hoodie, my only disguise

I cannot lie to you nigga I'm high as a bitch

In the trap with the crack and I'm packing the sticks

I be a thief in the night when I'm taking your bitch

Man this hoe fanning out, man she think I'm the shit

Imma fuck that hoe once, and now I gotta split

Fuck that hoe once and now I gotta scram

Put it together this shit gotta click

I told her, she thinking that she in the plans

She get it poppin' when she on the Liq'

She get it poppin', and she got a dance

And I wanna dance too

But I'm not stingy so I just want you and your friend

And I'm wit my friends too

So if they try it then ima see it 'till the end

In the night, bitch I feel like a Vamp

In my pockets, the blue Navy stamp

When I beat from the back and lil shorty a champ

She know I'm no good, but she know who I am

Back in my pockets fill 'em up with bands

They be like "$in$ity give they ass a chance"

I'm cooking it up, nigga I feel like I'm Lance

Walking him down if he thinking he fly

Triple or nothing I'm gambling high

So high, I might just put you in the sky

If I roll another one I'm smoking that Za

If I call up my brodie somebody 'gon die

I put 2K's in the air I'm 'bout to let it fly

If I call up my bro, somebody gonna die

All black hoodie, my only disguise