Night Time Lyrics

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I don't need no company

I don't got me no friends

I just post all alone

Nigga you ain't gotta front to me

You run off with my pack then I run in your home

My trunk in the front you see

I'm a big dog

Know she gon' chase this bone

You can't get my number

Don't call on my phone

I hit him with thunder

Better let that boy know

And real niggas lurk in the night time

They lay in the bushes them niggas gon' get you

He said that he with it but he lying

Them niggas is weenies they softer than tissue

These chains on my neck cold like freon

This gold on my neck guaranteed to freeze

I'm not a rat but I chase after cheese

Yo pockets is skinny I'm like nigga please

New cash so I'm out on the beach

And you mad cause your baby with me

A few bags then it made me a P

A ski mask then he gon' D-I-E

Took a bitch to go eat at Chipotle

And she all on my arms like some Olay

And I still gotta grind til I'm ballin

Hit your girl cause I know she be calling

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And I know she coming with me

Cause she heard imma G and she know imma P

Plus I got these hundreds with me

And I'm draped in designer lil nigga you see

And these niggas is funny to me

They just try to be shit that they know they can't be

If it's beef like salami pull up with the Tommy

You know we gon' leave him deceased

I don't need no company

I don't got me no friends

I just post all alone

Nigga you ain't gotta front to me

You run off with my pack then I run in your home

My trunk in the front you see

I'm a big dog

Know she gon' chase this bone

You can't get my number

Don't call on my phone

I hit him with thunder

Better let that boy know

And real niggas lurk in the night time

They lay in the bushes them niggas gon' get you

He said that he with it but he lying

Them niggas is weenies they softer than tissue

These chains on my neck cold like freon

This gold on my neck guaranteed to freeze

I'm not a rat but I chase after cheese

Yo pockets is skinny I'm like nigga please

Twelve came to approach me

I do not speaky no English

I'm rollin this wubby

Bitch I'm coasting fighting demons

My homie he gon' toast that boy

Just give that boy a reason

Can't fuck with all these bitches they be changing like the season

It's Juke I pull up with them horses

This designer you cannot afford this

A reminder I'm gon' be on Forbes list

He on fire that nigga he torching

He a liar that nigga reporting

I can't act like a bitch it's important

You's a grimy little bitch we extorting

I be flying lil bitch I'm in orbit

If he diss on my homie he dying

In the jungle I turn to a lion

Man I hate when my family be crying

We finna get it mama swear I'm trying

I flex like a gymnast without even trying

Aye that nigga Juke he be fly like a pilot

And she get the boot cause these hoes they be trifling

Give me neck like a goose like a bike get to cycling

I don't need no company

I don't got me no friends

I just post all alone

Nigga you ain't gotta front to me

You run off with my pack then I run in your home

My trunk in the front you see

I'm a big dog

Know she gon' chase this bone

You can't get my number

Don't call on my phone

I hit him with thunder

Better let that boy know

And real niggas lurk in the night time

They lay in the bushes them niggas gon' get you

He said that he with it but he lying

Them niggas is weenies they softer than tissue

These chains on my neck cold like freon

This gold on my neck guaranteed to freeze

I'm not a rat but I chase after cheese

Yo pockets is skinny I'm like nigga please