MIDNIGHT ft. Kye Clayton, mano.sos, Luke Berryman, soundsofcher! & nelly2drippy Lyrics

Where you at

Were up to something, i say where you at

Im at the function i say where you at

We got them pistol and we let them clap

Yeaaaa

We got sticks, in this bitch

Run up on me im busting on em

Pop out quick, it might get disgusting on em

Hol

I got the grams in the pack and i roll up

This is some shit, you don't know off

I got the ganga, the leafs looking robust

Munchies hit a nigga, i need a donut

Choppa hit em, an i'm keeping the pole up

Got it with him, and i think he needs dora

Pow pow, made his brain an explorer

Beat the case

Half a mill to my lawyer

Keep it real, how you feel

Got niggas Posted in the field

Shoot to kill

Too much smoke

Think i need a fire drill

Henny strap, got a fire seal

Never lack only time will tell

In the trap, gotta pack and sell

Smoking gas, nigga how it smells

In the cut, got me high as hell

In the trap, got to pack and sell

Tell em wrap it up

Send it through the mail

Gotta break it down

On the digi-scale

She want it bag

When i want a rollie

Bands to thick, no they ain't foldin

I aint T, yea ain't no holding

4, 5, 6, Yea im big rolling

Head Trigger on the cutter

Bullets buzzing by

Give your ass a fade

No you can't ride my wave

Yea i stick to code

Puts some racks in the safe

Moving the packs in the AM

Yea i got guap

So i spend it to save em

He didn't know the price

So i just played him

Always stacking, no i don't go on vacation

Just face it, you know we are going to make it

In the basement

Yea i nut on her face

Balenciagas, with lui V waist

Trapping fast

Like a sport, like a race

I feel bad for some of you niggas

Try and go talk that shit and try and get with us

What is you doing

What is you stupid

Dont talk to my niggas

They ruthless

Pull up 2 doors benz

And we couped it

You bitch, she choosing

She tryna make a little movie

She said to me

She was going to confuse me

I can not talk to your girl

All you nigga

Know she a LDN groupie

Yea im lurking after hours

Pocket heavy with a stainless

I be fuckign for about an hour

I don't even know what her name is

I get her tiffany bracelets

I get her a saint laurent necklace

If were sipping on a henny bottle

We might get a little reckless

I might hit it

I might slide one right there

Keep my block up

Im i blast if you come near

I might hit it

I might slide one right there

Keep my block up

Im i blast if you come near

Catch me running through the ranks

Chilling back in Halifax

No we smoking on some gas

Sos always shipping out those packs

Nevertheless, I got biches on the map

Hit her once, and im finna

Hit the dash

You know that i hit the dash

Im finna stack this motherfucking cash, money

Bitch on my dick, make her bounce like a bunny

I think she slipper up

This shit ain't funny

That nigga look like a motherfucking, dummy

That nigga, hurt cuz a bitch is a...

He gotta drive with his right and shoot with is left

Like he is Harden

Smoking on straight sticky

You know it is fresh out the garden

These goofy, they retar**

Im icy like arctic

We going the furthest

Im rocking shit like im marcy

You thinking i'm big capping

I'm more than a artist

In a hurry give him 30 like curry

Henny hitting yea this shit is getting blurry

Yea smoking loud i know that you hear me

Im with the gang so niggas dont phase me