TONIGHT Lyrics

Bad bitch, she wanna come kick it with me cause she know I ain't average

She left her nigga for me cause she know I'm a savage

She kick it with me, my dogs, my niggas, my mastiffs

She sees those blue faces they piling up massive (Brrrr)

When we count that bread you know we do it with a passion

Want the Prada, Louis V, Oh you in to fashion, huh?

Your nigga don't treat you right, you want compassion?

Come fuck with a nigga like me, I'm a professional

Ride around town with the roof gone

Calling my phone, "What you on"

She wanna take a trip to Milan

She want that Saint Laurent

Get whatever you want

Cause it's all on me tonight, yeah

Your ex nigga he broke, he a peon

Pull up in a hellcat, tint it's neon

She wanted her bag, Celine no Dion

Spending her time, eons on eons

We out in France kick it Lyon

Extra mile I'm going beyond

Yeah yeah yeah

She bumping that Frank Ocean, Blond

He texting your phone don't respond

On a mission like my name was Bond

She on the same shit that I'm on

Foreign bitch straight from Japan

She been there since I began

Babygirl, know I'm the man

Go ahead cancel your plans

Cause it's all on me tonight, yeah

She out in Hollywood, she straight from Melrose

She want designer fashion, she wanted all the clothes

She live the high life, she go wherever I go

She independent too, she stand on ten toes

Ain't met a bitch like you, I gotta keep her close

Ride in the Bentley Coupe or in the Phantom Ghost

Travel the seven seas, we go across the globe

I met a lot of bitches, she don't compare to those

Bad bitch, she wanna come kick it with me cause she know I ain't average

She left her nigga for me cause she know I'm a savage

She kick it with me, my dogs, my niggas, my mastiffs

She sees those blue faces they piling up massive (Brrrr)

When we count that bread you know we do it with a passion

Want the Prada, Louis V, Oh you in to fashion, huh?

Your nigga don't treat you right, you want compassion?

Come fuck with a nigga like me, I'm a professional

Bad bitch, she wanna come kick it with me cause she know I ain't average

She left her nigga for me cause she know I'm a savage

She kick it with me, my dogs, my niggas, my mastiffs

She sees those blue faces they piling up massive (Brrrr)

When we count that bread you know we do it with a passion

Want the Prada, Louis V, Oh you in to fashion, huh?

Your nigga don't treat you right, you want compassion?

Come fuck with a nigga like me, I'm a professional