[Intro: Drake]
(Grow up, n***a)
Grrah, grrah, ayy
This lil' Drizzy reppin' 'Crete, ayy
My brother Capo from the way, he from the street, ayy
Wanna fuck with me? Well, baby, I'm discreet, ayy

[Verse 1: Drake]
Ayy, thinkin' 'bout this pill I took, pillow talkin'
Shawty rinsin' Dillon Brooks, can't believe this n***a talkin', damn
My bank account is magnolia, Milly rockin', ayy
Weirdos in my comments talkin' 'bout some Millie Bobby, look
Bring them jokes up to the gang, we get to really flockin'
Or send a finger to your mama in some FedEx boxes
Open up that shit, it's jaw droppin', really shockin', ayy
I ain't pretty flacko, bitch, this shit get really rocky, ayy, what? Damn, what?
Dirty how I did him in the Wraith, what? Say
She actin' Hollywood, this ain't L.A., no way
She a pretty little liar like she Shay, but that's bae
Long as she don't lie to me, then it's okay

[Chorus: Drake & Lil Yachty]
It's just another late night with my bitch, ayy
Just another late night with my bitch, ayy (With my bitch)
And I hate to even call her ass my bitch, ayy (Yeah, my bitch)
'Cause I love that ho, don't even make no sense, man (Pssh, pssh)
Just another late night with my dawg (Pssh, with my dawg)
Just another late night with my bitch (Pssh, with my bitch)
And we ridin' 'round tryna make sense (Make sense)
Of whatever comes first, it comes next (Yeah, blatt)
[Break: Lil Yachty]
Hm, hm (Grrah, pssh), hm (Yeah, pssh), hm (Yeah, pssh)
Hm, hm (Pssh), hm (Concrete), hm

[Verse 2: Sinneyy]
Sinneyy,It’s another late night gonna catch a flight
It’s too early on a Tuesday to be taking white
Popping too much X, I think l lost my appetite
Baby where you going? I thought things were going all right
Might be talking too much but it’s only because I’m high
It’s a normal thing babe cause It’s the middle of the night
Just why? Sometimes
A n***a needs to take the stress off his mind
Sometimes you the best thing
And then the next your the worst thing of my life
Petty attitude with the missed calls from you,ooo
Driving with loud music I’m not trying to be rude,ooo
I’ll deal with you when you are in a better mood,ooo
Your friends are with me ain’t that the truth,uh
Just another late night with the crew,uh
Just another late night with my (wooo)
Just another late night with the dogs
And don’t be telling me sorry for my loss

[Chorus: Drake & Lil Yachty]
It's just another late night with my bitch, ayy
Just another late night with my bitch, ayy (With my bitch)
And I hate to even call her ass my bitch, ayy (Yeah, my bitch)
'Cause I love that ho, don't even make no sense, man (Pssh, pssh)
Just another late night with my dawg (Pssh, with my dawg)
Just another late night with my bitch (Pssh, with my bitch)
And we ridin' 'round tryna make sense (Make sense)
Of whatever comes first, it comes next (Yeah, blatt)