Pop Smoke, Lil Baby, DaBaby - For the Night lyrics

Dominique Armani Jones [4PF] Atlanta. USA.

Jonathan Lyndale Kirk

[Pop Smoke, Lil Baby, DaBaby - For the Night lyrics]

CashMoneyAP kill 'em, get 'em, get 'em, oh
Oh (I'm tryna fuckin' get 'em) , oh (I'm tryna fuck on a thot)
Oh,  oh (Get 'em) , oh
Oh (Gettin' big on this) , oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh oh, oh, oh
What do you want? Won't tell you twice, yeah
I'm a thief in the night
(Thief in the night) , oh

I did some wrong
(Oh, oh) , but I'm always right (Oh, oh)
Said I know how to shoot
(Oh, oh) and I know how to fight
Boy, I'll tell you once, won't tell you twice
I'm real discreet, like a thief in the night
(Look)

If I call you bae, you bae for the day
Or a bae for the night, you not my wife
She want a killer to fuck all night
I wanna fuck on a thot, gimme head all night
AP, big rocks, in the hood with the 'rillas
Five K on the dinner
Bring three hundred thou' to the dealer

I did some wrong
(Oh, oh) , but I'm always right (Oh, oh)
Said I know how to shoot
(Oh, oh) and I know how to fight
Boy, I'll tell you once, won't tell you twice
I'm real discreet, like a thief in the night
(Baby)

I'm rich but I'm ridin', I'm low on exotic
I'm 'bout to fly out and go get me some
Nothin' ain't seen, all this money on
Me, hunnid racks in the bag
That's a honey bun
Baby OG, I been runnin' these streets
Got the game from Lashawn, i'm my mama's son
Learned 'bout the triple cross when
I was young and I
Know I ain't goin' so I keep a gun
I flew to Paris just to buy some Dior
She beggin' for attention, I don't see her
CIP pop, I wish that you could see us
Million cash plus whenever I go re-up
I got some niggas in the street
Won't beat me i got the industry tryna be me
I just go Ray Charles, they can't see me
I'm in a Rolls-Royce with a RiRi

I did some wrong
(Oh, oh) , but I'm always right (Oh, oh)
Said I know how to shoot
(Oh, oh) and I know how to fight
Boy, I'll tell you once, won't tell you twice
I'm real discreet, like a thief in the night
(yeah)

Like a thief in the night (Thief)
I pull up, give her D for the night (Uh, huh)
Tryna fuck in the V, it's aight (Let's fuck)
We can't fuck up my seats 'cause they white
(That's my seats
Watch my motherfuckin' seats)
I'm livin' like "Thriller
" I only come out at the night time
She don't fuck with liquor
Don't like bein' tipsy
She don't do the Henny, just white wine
(What she do?)
Pop the cork on some new Pinot Grigio (yeah)
I pull up in the Porsche wit' a freaky ho
(Zoom)
Park the Porsche then pull up in a Lambo
(Hmph)
I hop out, Major Payne, rockin' camo (Yessir)
Think she cute, make her fuck, let her man go
(She cute)
Like to shoot, light you up, bitch, I'm Rambo
Cuban link full of rocks, it's a choker (Oh)
Rest in peace to the Pop, make me smoke ya

I did some wrong
(Oh, oh) , but I'm always right (Oh, oh)
Said I know how to shoot
(Oh, oh) and I know how to fight
Boy, I'll tell you once, won't tell you twice
I'm real discreet, like a thief in the night

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