Late Nights (feat. Playboy Josh)

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Dope Boii

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Yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah, yeah
We about to turn up in this bitch, yeah
Me and my nigga Josh
Ayy nigga, it's Playboy Josh in this bitch

It's Dopeboii, yeah

Late nights, yeah, so I don't cry
Keep christ on me so I look to the sky
These bitches on my dick cause I stay too fly
Candy town , that's the 505

Fucked on your bitch, yeah, I had her slurpin
Pussy so wet, had a nigga surfin
Sorry, little bitch, but I ain't a burden
Hold up, bitch, Dopeboii about to skirt in

Late nights, and I'm talkin' to the sky
Rollin' with my friends, my boys stay high
Take flight, and I'ma go for that ride

Burn all these papers that 3.5
Late nights, got dreams of that Wraith
Shawty in the back, tell me, "taste this cake"
Spend high, but he loaded with cash

That's why these hoes, they be quick for the pass
Go long, bitch, 40-yard dash
She smackin' that shit, and I smack on her ass
Bitch comin' over, yeah, she comin' real fast

I'm countin' this guap, and I'm countin' this cash
Hold up, bitch, let me stop
All of a sudden, yeah, you on my cock
Bitch, back up, you f*ck with the opps

Little ass hoe, yeah, you know you a bop
Sorry, little mama, yeah, but I'm toxic
I don't even know why the f*ck I'm like this
Shawty start trippin', yeah, she just a side chick

I promise you, bae, she is just a bitch
Step back, hold up, kick the bitch
I was just playin', I don't like the bitch
I was talkin' shit, hold up, me and Dopeboii bout to get it in

Ayo, get it in,
And yuh, racks
lil' bitch, I get that
Walk up in the room, and I'm loaded off the pack

Stacks, yeah, I'm chasin' that bag
Deep up in the night, your girl is callin' me her dad
Like, what? I can't even take you serious
She told me about her friend, and boy, now I'm gettin' curious

Late nights, I got your girl in the trap
In the stu, spit a verse, teach your hoe how to rap
Now I'm too high, but I'm flyin' with my twin
How that boy fresh? Yeah she knowin' he gon' win

What the f*ck? That lil' bitch got a man
Ran up on the gang, and we popped him like a Xan
Sleep, six hits, and I'm geek

Pull up on lil' mama, now we in the backseat
Like, ooh, yeah, you know how he do
Late nights, and I'm chillin' with your boo

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