Nights
Kid Caprio
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Look at these bitches they woke I put a clip with a scope I'm off the hip with the smoke Now they be all my on dick Cause I finally be getting that shit That they get that they won't I'm on a boat and these hoes tripping My homie we dipping I got you lil bro Don't need no flipping You know that we kicking If you wanna sip and that shit will get poured We on the road I don't got time Get off my dick and then get on your grind Lit off a brick and a lick Wit a stick and a whip Trynna dip while I'm gripping that 9 Bitches be lying Critics be hating But I don't let that shit stick to my mind Cause I be throwing that shit like I'm Payton I know it wasn't fate and it wasn't a sign I was in line getting my lunch When I thought shit maybe I could just rhyme I had been flunking all my shit for months And I thought up in school wasn't shit I could find I was just blind or maybe I wasn't I worked for my cousin so I could get mine And then I was buzzing and then I just wasn't But homie I've found that that wasn't my prime Now I can shine Now I can say Everything finally moved out of my way Now I could get a designer like ye Now I be spitting and writing a play I'm in the bay grinding like Stephen Go right to my left ain't no sliding to Klay Ride to my to death Ain't no riding in theft So in spite of my breath they be hiding afraid I been the wave All day All night All day All night Nightly Woah I need smoke Pour up drank I be slow Roll up dank I need more That's like me though That's like me though Fucking some bitches I'm harder than I don't even f*ck with the stitches Because that shit itches but this is my cardigan And I started them they be sucking my dick And I'm sick of the tricking and bargaining But they seem to forget that I'm all on my shit So I'm quicker and slicker and smarter than I remember another December I had to defend I pretend that i talk on the phone Now when I'm off the gin I be coughing up phlegm But I still got a lock on the throne All this shit off a pen but I gotta repent Off the hen when I'm walking at home Cause thought it was them And the clock hitting ten I'll be when gone with the wind When I'm on the patron Tell me how these motherfuckers Never even really thought i try to get a house Now they looking at the shit i bought And hoe be on my wallet I been solid you could never even follow the accounts And whatever you can call it I be living and I'm balling I be tripping when I'm stalling I been brought up on an ounce Meaning this ain't even wylin I been with my homie Kyle and I'm about to tell the pilot how to fly in when I bounce High in the amounts Bitches ain't this Flying in the clouds and I really can't miss Crying in her blouse fucking with the same bitch Homie I been running round trynna get chain switched not I ain't f*ck with the sound y'all spit a lame pitch Shit spit about a pound that shit the language We be really getting loud I'm lit in Cambridge You ain't really getting down I'm getting plain rich All day All night All day All night Nightly Woah I need smoke Pour up drank I be slow Roll up dank I need mo That's like me though That's like me though Ooooo You were all I knew Baby Ooooo
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