NITETIME

[Verse 1: YBF K Sauce]
Posted up in the H imma ride with my shooters get hit with that FN that 9 or that Ruger
You makin shit hot cause you know that I'll do ya
You know how shit go we don't talk on computers
But that n***a pussy he all on the gram
[?]
But you not catch an opp I hit you and yo mans
I don't give no fuck about a cam
Fuck n***a playin get shot like a movie
Yo bitch and my shooters she turnin jacuzzi
[?]
Cause imma be catchin bodies like a Uzi
Bitch imma be catchin bodies like I'm chop
Said I'm a hoe but I was on they block
Catch me when I'm on go he prolly gettin shot
Posted up in my city ridin with the Glock
And I'm [?]
Talkin the shit like he don't know how we play
Cause I hit him up and I do the relay
Don't give a fuck bout a crime I'm [?]
And I run it up cause n***a I need K
Said you a bitch so how thе fuck is we fake?
You n***as be pussy and shit
Thеse n***as prolly get excited when [?]
[Verse 2: Remy Rotten]
Ay ay yuh
Talkin get you put up in the dirt
Glocky put a n***a on a shirt
Pop a pussy n***a like a perc
Masked up in a spot finna hit him where it hurt
[?] shawty harder she be callin me a jerk
Said she want the money had to tell a hoe to twerk
Not a average n***a I was never from this earth
Imma pull a trigger call my n***a get you merked
Hit the shot bitch we never miss
Heard yo bitch wanna fuck cause [?]
If I had me a choice which we gettin some paper or fuckin a bitch that's a tough decision
N***a sike I would never forget the mission
If a bitch over bread then that n***a trippin
Bitch we run in his house and we take what we need we might fuck on his wife then my n***as dippin
I got 2 or 3 bitches they sharin me
Flex on all pussy n***as no caring
Imma crazy ass n***a I been through alot to be honest I might need some therapy
Imma veteran I got a tear in me
Way ahead of it shit never scarin me
And hoe I got these sticks the way that I play with these bitches I might be a cherokee
On god

[Verse 3: ZOTiYAC]
I ain't finna play with these n***as I'll play with my stick if I pull up I air it out
Put a n***a on front page be another one of them stories don't nobody care about
Better play with yo bitch don't come over here tryin that shit n***a this ain't yo parents house
I ain't [?] but I heard he got heart now I bet this new AR tear it out
Then I bet yo whole chest finna tear as well
I catch a battery charge like Duracell
A whole lotta rounds and they cavin shit up n***a run up and catch em a carousel
I don't fuck with these n***as I'm introverted
Put a Glock in a round he might stay converted
Make a n***a go vertical flip a [?]
Put that bitch in a bag yeah shit get berkin
Bullets fuck these n***as
Tell the truth don't even know how bitches fuck these n***as
I don't trust you so don't trust me
Told her get off me you musty
I don't know you hoe don't touch me
This bitch was buggin
Tellin her n***a she love me
I left from [?] crash like the derby Kentucky he left on some crutches this shit it get ugly as a fat bitch
With some corn rolls
With a big ass nose and newport in her mouth
Americas spirit
[Verse 4: SKYTE]
Catch you slippin and pushin my buttons like it's call of duty I'm on a mission
I ain't trippin bout you [?] plannin on my suspicions
Collars up in the dark side place in my mind I was trippin I felt like I was [?]
He said if you try that we get you convicted
Not talkin apartments but you can wish it
You claim trippin I'm keepin me focused don't notice me comin so you know I'm feelin crypted
Now if he talkin shots hope on my family fire and ready ain't dealin with this
[?] for no reason
I rob me a bank
I'm takin my golds like it's gold in the makin
[?]
I be workin my ass off I'm really patient
And these people out fakin they really basic
Murder evasion [?] imma need me a reflection
[?] It's a new sensation
I'm like girl can you know [?] hesitation
And it never stops all of the hatin and we blow like an opp like [?] obliteration