Late Night Talk

I met her once, fucked her, now the bitch want pape

I don't know you for real, girl, you not my bae

I get it, Valentine's Day just went past, I don't care, bitch

I'm focused on my bag, focused on coutin' up racks, yeah

Niggas not who say they is, I know a nigga that was my day one

and I watched him turn into a rat, wasn't getting no cheese

Fake getting buck whole time, he was pointing em out

Glock with the switch on the back, niggas not stopping this rain

Bullets fly umbrellas, won't stop this rain, watch him lay there in pain

Uh-huh, must be a clown cause you laugh in my face