GirlzLuhDev - Tonight lyrics

(You did this, Keonii, you did this, Keonii)
(OniiMadeThis shit)

I'm finna go up, I need a fifth tonight
I might just bleed the fuckin' scene
Just like a kitchen knife
I need a 'Wood because the
Dutchie wasn't hittin' right
I cheated on my ex-bitch, she
Couldn't fuck me right, damn, hmm
Had to get some commas, had
To run me some bands, huh
You ain't from the trenches
You don't even understand, hmm
All these pussy niggas always
Tryna make friends
If you don't got a bag, well
Then I highly recommend

It's early morning and there's
Money on my mind (On my mind)
And I don't know how to feel
(Know how to feel)
Fuck your love, I'd just rather keep it real
(Keep it real) no hundred K's, man
I'm tryna touch some mills (All them mills)
I'm goin' in, all hammer, ain't no steel
She in her mood swings, caught 'em
At the Citadel, like fuck it
I need two chains
These bitches are bodied like fuck it
Tell 'em ally oop me these niggas my sons
Some bitches call 'em Kelly Oubre
She thick as fuck
I have to smack her on her booty (Her booty)
That grill in my mouth, it put
The water in her coochie, yeah
Stop playin' with me, huh
(Stop playin' with me)
Baby girl, you like it, I'm your fantasy
Huh (Oh)
Little do you know I keep them bands on me
Huh (Keep them bands on me)
Little do you know I make her dance for me
(Oh) bad mama always likes to start shit
(Start shit)
She gave me five-star head in her apartment
(In her apartment, oh)

I'm finna go up, I need a fifth tonight
(I need a fifth tonight)
I might just bleed the fuckin' scene
Just like a kitchen knife
I need a 'Wood because the
Dutchie wasn't hittin' right
(Hittin' right)
I cheated on my ex-bitch, she
Couldn't fuck me right, damn, hmm
Had to get some commas, had
To run me some bands, huh
You ain't from the trenches
You don't even understand, hmm
All these pussy niggas always
Tryna make friends
If you don't got a bag, well
Then I highly recommend

Blocka, blocka, man down when you see it
Michael Jackson in the pussy
Know I have to beat it she my freak bitch
So Cash App me when I need it
(When I need it) send me hella DMs
I just read it and I seen it
You want sex, then you delete it
Probably mad I have your
Best friends be leakin'
Probably mad because I'm ballin'
Every morning through evening
Probably mad because these diamonds
They be wet, they be gleezin'
I'm Roddy Ricch because I'm ballin'
Every mornin' through season
All these blessings to my man
Got me feel like I'm sneezin' (Oh)
All about my bags 'cause you
Keep that same energy
I can't fuck with you because
You fuckin' on the enemy dick so good
I'm tryna fuck her on her skinny jeans
All about my bags 'cause you
Keep that same energy (Ha)
I can't fuck with you because
You fuckin' on the enemy
I can't fuck with you, mmm

I'm finna go up, I need a fifth tonight
I might just bleed the fuckin' scene
Just like a kitchen knife
I need a 'Wood because the
Dutchie wasn't hittin' right
I cheated on my ex-bitch, she
Couldn't fuck me right, damn, hmm
Had to get some commas, had
To run me some bands, huh
You ain't from the trenches
You don't even understand, hmm
All these pussy niggas always
Tryna make friends
If you don't got a bag, well
Then I highly recommend

You ain't got a bag
(You did this, Keonii, you did this, Keonii)
(OniiMadeThis shit)