Night Life (Remix Version) ft. Rico Tha Rula Lyrics

Yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh, G-U-C-C-I, bands, before your time

I could tell you about that nightlife

I could tell you about that off-white

No Virgil, pot jump and make Mike hype

I pull some strings, let it fly like old kites

I put the pedal to the metal like old bikes

Veteran, I got stripes in a old fight

Letterman, for the team, it's all white

Letter her in she for the team and she all right

Ice look like cubes in the nightlight

I got all type of flavors, get your mind right

They can't see me like Ray, they got blind sight

If she bad, she get popped like bike life

Got some pot in that's very hairy

Fuck around and get popped, no Katy Perry

It's getting cold, I get numb, it's getting very scary

Dior mask when they spin, Jim Carrey

I could tell you about that nightlife

I could tell you about that off-white

No Virgil, pot jump and make Mike hype

I pull some strings, let it fly like old kites

I could tell you about that nightlife

I could tell you about that off-white

No Virgil, pot jump and make Mike hype

I pull some strings, let it fly like old kites

You've been ill-advised

He wasn't real right then and he's still alive

They tried to throw me in the dirt, but I still arise

Fuck showing up late, bitch, I still arrive

I tell her anything, I seen everything

Still won't tell them anything

Married to the game, you can see the wedding rings

Fuck a palm tree, I'm trying to see the Medellín

Good medicine, got lil' mama fetishin

I was never one for fittin' and I'm different than many men

Feel like 50 Cent when he was in the Benz

bout my Benjamins, wasn't in to friends

Tryna cut into my dividends, I'm scoping through a different lens

I've been on the road, I'm getting tired

Michelin, once I hit the boat, we reel it in

Fisherman, get the blickey, split that shit wide

It's glistening, drop that baby in the water

And pray to God, christen it

I could tell you about that nightlife

I could tell you about that off-white

No Virgil, pot jump and make Mike hype

I pull some strings, let it fly like old kites

I could tell you about that nightlife

I could tell you about that off-white

No Virgil, pot jump and make Mike hype

I pull some strings, let it fly like old kites

I could tell you about that nightlife