After Hours lyrics

[Chorus]
Winner circle in this b*tch we don't take loses
Bad b*tch by my side she hangs with bosses
I sip codeine in my cup spills like a faucet
Sipping on patron yeah it makes me nauseous
Fake b*tch by my side so I stay cautious
I brought you them coaches
You my magic potion
Got that pack
Know I keep that Tooley on me know I keep that strap
Know these b*tches tweaking

[Verse]
Seen this bad b*tch and she Puerto Rican
She got me staring all night she got me geeking
Freak talk to that b*tch she got me freaking
Crying in the dark fight demons
Late night in my room fighting demons
When I said I love you baby I mеan it
Late night need your love b*tch I’m feigning
So high off thеse drugs I'm on Venus
You push me to the edge I thought that the world end
Spark my love like a fire got me burning
When you put that fire out you left me hurting
I was broke no couldn't cop you that Birkin
You left you said I don’t think it's working
To drown out all my pain I pop me that Percy
Sorry for telling lies I didn't mean to hurt yah
Baby all I think about is our future
Sipping on this alcohol just to drown my pain
It don't work no more
I don't f*ck with her
Yeah, I kicked her straight up out the door
I can't f*ck with her
Can't put my trust in a b*tch anymore
Tell that b*tch that I skirr pull off in that aventador
The way I'm so high off these drugs no b*tch I do not touch the floor
I can’t not f*ck with no dirty b*tch yeah; I know she’s a whore
If a n*gga try to cross me know its bodies hit the floor
Hit the floor
Know she want some more
Demons catching bodies after bodies they want more
Get that b*tch so far away from me she over shores
Yeah, b*tch you is boring
Late nights it was pouring
Tell that b*tch I floor it
I know that she's boring
Foreign b*tch yeah, I got me a tourist yeah
Dora in that pus*y yeah, I explore it
So, I take my shot tell that b*tch that I cannot forfeit
[Chorus]
Winner circle in this b*tch we don’t take loses
Bad b*tch by my side she hang with bosses
I sip codeine in my cup spills like a faucet
Sipping on patron yeah it make me nauseous
Fake b*tch by my side so I stay cautious
I brought you them coaches
You my magic potion
Got that pack
Say I keep the strap so you know I never lack
Know these b*tches tweaking

[Verse 2]
Seem this bad b*tch and she Puerto Rican
She got me staring all night she got me geeking
Freak talk to that b*tch she got me freaking
Crying in the dark fight demons