Night Hawk Lyrics

Niggas steady hating they think that it's working

Buy my bitch new nails and a Birkin All black with the shadows, I'm lurking

I'ma go night mode, nigga can't see I'ma slide by all black SRT

Green lights, how you know you gon' be dead by me

I chill on the block and I'm getting it hot

Came through fireball jutsu come with the Glock

I'm hearing the click but don't stop

I'm pressin' the gas, don't care about no

Brakes If I need to stop then I hop out the Wraith

Heard the Drac go boom, so you know he ain't safe

Twin blonde bitches call them Dumb and Dumber, can't tell him apart

Cause they look like each other, he flexing his bands

Boy go make another

Paper on paper, racks on racks

Trypophobia I'm sendin' holes through your back

When I am sliding, and ain't wearing no mask

Who the fuck at the door

Ain't finna look, get shot through the peephole

Bang And one up the scope with a free throw

Can't trust your own nigga's debo He got a stick cause he can't see hoe

Take a car, ain't talkin' repo

Reaper, he want money to kill

But I know a nigga that do it for cheaper

Already in deep, tell me go deeper

And she bad, she might be a keeper

She tryna go again, she want me to freak her

Play my shit, knock the bass out the speakers

Dumb bitch, she want me to keep her

Hold on

Niggas steady hating they think that it's working

Buy my bitch new nails and a Birkin All black with the shadows, I'm lurking

I'ma go night mode, nigga can't see I'ma slide by all black SRT

Green lights, how you know you gon' be dead by me

Leave a letter in your door if you reading this

It's too late, then I pull up with Drac

Extended clips, now it look like a snake

Now he gotta take death on a dinner date

Just raised the murder rate

I'll sent a hit And your ass from a different state

I'm getting my cash, I'm getting my dough

I'm getting my guala, I'm getting some more

Niggas wanna hand out, cause they wanna stand out

I don't like how he looking, then I get a fanned out

Now his man down, call the man out

You and your bitch, that's what I call a double hoe

Put a hole through me and your bro that's two doughnuts

My right hand, man, gon go nuts

Don't test us, when we pull up, we shooting from deep

Cause you know we not missing, made love to the bullets

Why else would he kiss them, I shoot through the door

Same time as he shitting put me on a beat

I must have a retainer, I'm spitting

Give me the FN then I'm knockin' a meat out your taco

Dealing so much, think my brother, El Chapo

Run from the cops we be swerving and ducking them potholes

Bitches on bitches, you know that I got those two pipes

And you know that I shot those, ayy

I just got back from the diddy party, yur

Niggas steady hating, they think that it's working

Bought my bitch new Nails and a Birkin

I'ma go night mode, nigga can't see

I'ma slide by all black SRT, ayy

CLN back at it again man

Stay safe, ayy

Ayy

Grah, grah, grah

Boom, boom, boom

I'm in your grass