A Night Out lyrics

[Intro: Reporter #1]
When they gut it
Went down, cut up the body and then they took part of the body and they put it in a ravine area underneath some branches
They took the head and the arms in a trash bag, threw it in the trunk of their car, stopped at the McDonald's drive thru because..of course..they were very hungry after all of this..and then went to Black Hawk State Park and dumped it in the man hole

[Intro: Reporter #2]
After they did all of this..right? After they killed this girl, after they tried to burn her body, after they cut her up, dismembered her, they smoked some weed then they went to went right to McDonald's and they ate

[Verse 1: Trizz]
Swervin' and parkin'
We all on the street
Twisted Insane in the passenger seat
He told me I'm good when I come, that's deep
I show him the same, if he come that's b
n*ggas got beef so we packin' some heat
n*ggas is deep so we packin' the jeep
Who actually G
'Cause we bout to see
Who really get active who down to go creep
f*cking with me and you'll probably lose sleep
Having nightmares about me like Freddy and weep
n*ggas got money but talkin' is cheap
You pay for protection, like b*tches you weak
I go to a block and get love 'cause I'm me
You kissin' they ass 'cause you scared to get beat
I'm solo, I'm dolo 'n' hella discreet
Cross me like Jesus, get wrapped in the sheet
Pull up to functions, don't show my ID
Just walk up like f*ck it, they let me in free
b*tches be on us, they buyin' us drinks
They f*ck with this G sh*t, they love how we speak
We take 'em on missions, you take 'em to eat
She holdin' my knife in her purse with the weed
We argue a lot but sh*t, that's what I need
f*ckin we f*ck 'til she weak at the knees
b*tch I don't party, I'm posted with G's
Smokin' on trees, drinkin' on E's
R.I.P Caddy, my n*gga OD 'cause he was that dope and was servin' emcees
Wanted for weed, b we family indeed
Call that the heart-shed and black when I bleed
Eyes bloodshot like I'm free-basin' speed
The devil be callin', I pick up and leave
[Hook: Trizz]
These n*ggas be trippin', they comin' to get it
We bout to get active
It really can happen, It can get crackin'
Pull up and hop out with action
It can get tragic, wrapped up in plastic
Ashes to ashes
Put that b*tch in the casket
This is my passion
I'm workin' this magic
These n*ggas be trippin', they comin' to get it
We bout to get active
It really can happen, It can get crackin'
Pull up and hop out with action
It can get tragic, wrapped up in plastic
Ashes to ashes
Put that b*tch in the casket
This is my passion
I'm workin' this magic

[Verse 2: Twisted Insane]
Night time
Finna write rhymes full of endo
I be in the buggy, drinking, f*cking where you motherf*ckers pray to jesus
Oh, you n*ggas wanna get up on the Instagram and turn up into gangsters
That's what make a demon come up and have to eat a n*gga like he Reece's Pieces
So they better get a hushing 'fore I get to busting pull up in the buck and f*cking use a BMX like DMX
I'mma real one
Homie do you want the one or when you pull a gun a n*gga turn around and when you get the funds taken
I'm looking for you with the homie and I'm on a ill one
Swerving
Living like a bunch of dots with two blocks and a couple thots trynna make a movie
Smoking all your doobies, n*gga that's what I do
Telling everybody try you
You better think about it 'fore you get it any minute anyone could run up
Get up on you n*ggas like Ryu
I'm from the West Cost, out the California where the gangbangers like to hang out
I don't wanna hear a n*gga wolfing, we're gonna know who the f*ck down
I'mma draw fool
Who gon be the one to roll the window down and blow his whole brains out?
All the b*tch n*ggas get quiet when the real Gs come around
And that's real sh*t
I'm a type of n*gga that you wouldn't even wanna deal with
Blood I'll meet about a motherf*cker talking, walk up in the house like, bruh
Goose
Ever since I was a kid, never be a nuisance
Gon do something
Have your momma identify the body like ugh
Your b*tch is always actin wild and she always feeling like a blackened male
Walking barefoot under these palm trees
Mhm
b*tch living with the fiends
I'm like get the f*ck away from me 'fore I lay you in concrete
sh*t
Cali Godzilla
Never run up outta gas
Even my trash I just filla
They will run a n*gga wrong and just give up
I'd be like f*ck that n*gga stay lit up
Racks, I'mma pass the life for these trees
Ignite then take flight, n*gga that's right I get key
Eyes bloodshot like a free-racing speed
They devil keep calling, I pick up and leave
n*gga
[Hook: Trizz]
These n*ggas be trippin', they comin' to get it
We bout to get active
It really can happen, It can get crackin'
Pull up and hop out with action
It can get tragic, wrapped up in plastic
Ashes to ashes
Put that b*tch in the casket
This is my passion
I'm workin' this magic
These n*ggas be trippin', they comin' to get it
We bout to get active
It really can happen, It can get crackin'
Pull up and hop out with action
It can get tragic, wrapped up in plastic
Ashes to ashes
Put that b*tch in the casket
This is my passion
I'm workin' this magic

[Outro: Trizz]
Ohh
Aye
Aye Twisted h-how you say that sh*t n*gga h-how you do it
Brain
Ohh
n*gga
Break bread n*gga