Tmorrow Lyrics

I know that ain't nobody still pullin' up for real

Oh my fucking god

Damn

They better be goin' next door, bro

I swear to fucking god bro

You just put everything up

An now somebody pullin' up already

Gahhd dAMN

Said it's 20 till close

What the fuck are all these people walkin' in for

I'ma have to clean up all this shit again, bro

Y'all niggas hoein', woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

(Yo, Afed, this beat kinda nice)

It's 1:40 in the morning

What the fuck you want

That machine is off

I ain't gon' be makin' shit, so just come back tomorrow

Just come back tomorrow

Just come back tomorrow

Just come back to

It's 1:40 in the morning

What the fuck you want

That machine is off

I ain't gon' be makin' shit, so just come back tomorrow

Just come back tomorrow

Just come back tomorrow

You a muthafuckin' bitch

Apple on your wrist

I know that you know what time it is

You know when we close

You looked at the door when you walked in

With that dirty grin

Lookin' like a bootleg Johnny Sins

Go back to yo crib

You look like you got shit in the fridge

If I could reiterate again

You a bitch

Told you straight up like an elevator pitch

Bro, you dense (huh)

If my brain is water, you're cement

Gotta be stupid as shit

Already 1:46

We finna sit here and talk

Cause I ain't makin' you shit

Reiterated the third

You dirty, raggedy bitch

Don't be mad at me

Had to repeat it so you could understand the gravity

You bitchless at two in the morning

Nigga, that's embarrassing

If you want some food, just call your parents

McDonald's is down the street and they open 24-7

It's crazy that you expected

To walk in and see us cheffin

When you know we closin' up any second

My nigga, it's already

It's 1:40 in the morning

What the fuck you want

That machine is off

I ain't gon' be makin' shit, so just come back tomorrow

Just come back tomorrow

Just come back tomorrow

Just come back to

It's 1:40 in the morning

What the fuck you want

That machine is off

I ain't gon' be makin' shit, so just come back tomorrow

Just come back tomorrow

Just come back tomorrow

Just come back tomorrow

I'm about to blow one with the vatos

No hacemos nada despues de eso

Si claro

You wanna combo

Hit the parking lot and we got those

Tu pinche cabron, you know que paso

Keep talkin' crazy, you gon' FAFO

Got the neighbors callin' 5-0

It's 1:52, whachu surprised foe

I hope you die slow

For keepin' me in this convo

Ignant ass shit-head, you belong in the compost

You ole bitch ass

Little dick ass

Lemme be quick ass

Call the manager, I'm bout to snitch ass nigga

The only thing we servin' up tonight is pimp hands, nigga

So if you want it I'll be right here where I been at, nigga

Exactly, that's what I thought you can have a good night

Whataburger around the corner, gon' and grab you a bite

And if you come up in this bitch, you better come in the day

Cause if I see your ass again, you gettin' whipped on sight

My nigga

It's 1:40 in the morning

What the fuck you want

That machine is off

I ain't gon' be makin' shit, so just come back tomorrow

Just come back tomorrow

Just come back tomorrow

Just come back to

It's 1:40 in the morning

What the fuck you want

That machine is off

I ain't gon' be makin' shit, so just come back tomorrow

Just come back tomorrow

Just come back tomorrow

Just come back tomorrow