NIGHT! lyrics

[Verse 1: XELISHURT]
Bullets in the back, and it goes with the mask out
Stoppin' me, what the f*ck? You motherf*cker, get your racks out
Sippin’ on that liquor, man, I put ‘em through the Flasko
Uh, shoot him with a MAC, and that motherf*cker bust back
Yeah, b*tch, I’m on the road, and you need a f*ckin’ bus pass
Fixing on a gram, and you know you never bust cask
Suckin’ on my di*k, yeah, she know I f*ckin’ love that
Spreading with the gang, and my b*tch, she like some progress
Shorty so bad, and she choppin’ up my di*k, uh
Yeah, shorty with the gat, like my gun is f*ckin’ sick now
Pullin’ like some magnets, let me show you up some trick, uh
b*tch, I’m with the gang, and now we f*ckin’-
(XEL-XEL-XEL-XELI-XELI-XELISHURT)

[Verse 2: Xelishurt]
Pullin’ out his jaws, motherf*cker, and you ruinin’ my vibe
I’m down, tankin’ it, crank it, and it really feelin’ good
Motherf*ckin’ live in this b*tch, yeah
Hit it like I'm toughened up, I’ma die for this b*tch, uh
Uh, rackin’ up the body in this b*tch, yeah
Only gettin’ money, when I ride in this b*tch like, uh
b*tch, I’ma slide in this sh*t, yeah
Put ‘em in the dirt, now we die in this sh*t like, uh

[Bridge: XELISHURT]
Wanna hit, when I said: “Baby, bust that”
I'll feel within me, you know I won’t trust that
Bullets in the back, and it goes with the mask out
Stoppin' me, what the f*ck? You motherf*cker, get your racks out
Yeah, bust that, ayy, I feel like I need to sit down
Bullets in the back, and it goes with the mask out
Stoppin' me, what the f*ck? You motherf*cker, get your racks out
Sippin’ on that liquor, man, I put ‘em through the-
[Verse 3: K.V.N]
Bullets, I’ma turn this sh*t, no rush
Need a b*tch, I’ma leave you dusted
I don’t wanna talk this, no discussion
Wait, okay, like I don’t trust
You all shouting in my bag
I really movin’ fast
More rounds all out the MAG’s
You gassed, b*tch
Got, most pressed
A Glockie for my flex
Got them fled the sex
I got your b*tch tryna dance like this
Ayy, yuh, make ‘em dance
I'll do after the doggy pants
Aw, yeah, I’m on a flight, yeah, might just gonna flex (Ayy)
Yuh, for the night, I’ll put you in a trance, b*tch
Yuh, look at my eyes, I don't think you understand, b*tch

[Outro: K.V.N] Got, most pressed
Got, most pressed
A Glockie for my flex
Got them fled the sex
I got your b*tch tryna dance like this
Got, most pressed
A Glockie for my flex
Got them fled the sex
I got yo b*tch, try dance like this, uh