ALL NIGHT! lyrics

by

​ovg!


[Intro]
Supreme, you're a b*tch
Slxrppy, you’re such a f*cking b*tch

[Chorus: Slxrppy]
Bad b*tch, I'ma hit it all night
Two Glocks on my hip, 'cause I’m never gonna fight
That's yo b*tch tryna f*ck, but I'm never gonna pipe
'Cause my shoes Vlone, but my shirt Off White
b*tch I feel like $NOT, rock my hoodie so tight
And your b*tch wanna f*ck, but I got no type
This a brand new Glock, take you to the next life
Six shots to yo' back make you dance, prom night

[Verse 1: mxlu]
I said "MXLU up next" like n*gga what's up
f*ck on my face and your gang full of puffs
I got a stick and I keep my sh*t tucked
Keep running your mouth, I might shoot your sh*t up
Like wait, f*ck it up
Babe throw it back, 'cause she can't get enough
f*ck on my face if you just call my bluffs
n*ggas be hating, they really be tough
Like, pull up the the party, I’ma pull up to the scene
Hella street talking, like a b*tch behind a screen
Your b*tch hella ugly, but her pus*y is wet
She be f*ckin’ with my n*ggas, she be f*ckin' with my slatt
b*tch I’m not skinny and n*gga ain't fat
Common sense n*gga, yeah that's what you lack
Yeah I'm not smoke, but I know how to fight
Disrespect me n*gga, I ain’t taking that light
Yeah, n*ggas don't miss, they truly it's on sight
They been doing this sh*t before a n*gga
Did pipe yeah, I'm doing what's right
Shorty tryna suck me 'til the end of the night
[Chorus: Slxrppy]
Bad b*tch, I'ma hit it all night
Two Glocks on my hip, 'cause I'm never gonna fight
That's yo b*tch tryna f*ck, but I'm never gonna pipe
'Cause my shoes Vlone, but my shirt Off White
b*tch I feel like $NOT, rock my hoodie so tight
And your b*tch wanna f*ck, but I got no type
This a brand new Glock, take you to the next life
Six shots to yo' back make you dance, prom night

[Verse 2: mannyily]
She a baddie, I'ma hit it from the back now (Manny, shut up)
Manny comin' up, I'm 'boutta pull up to your trap house
b*tches on my di*k, I'm 'bouta f*ck 'em back at my house
If you talkin' sh*t, 'boutta pull up with a Mac now
She bad, and I just wanna smash
Found me a b*tch and she got a fat ass
I could not go give a f*ck 'bout that class
b*tches on me and they wantin' my swag
Yo' b*tch on my lap and she makin' me hard
If you talkin' that sh*t I pull up in my car
I'm smokin' my weed and now I'm up on mars
I just hopped on a track and now we goin' far
I be f*ckin' on her daily
That b*tch soundin' like it's rabies
I'ma pull up on your b*tch and now she wanna have my babies
I be gettin' all this money, man I feel like I'm Obama
You be talkin' hella sh*t, so Ima f*ck up on yo' mama
[Chorus: Slxrppy]
Bad b*tch, I'ma hit it all night
Two Glocks on my hip, 'cause I'm never gonna fight
That's yo b*tch tryna f*ck, but I'm never gonna pipe
'Cause my shoes Vlone, but my shirt Off White
b*tch I feel like $NOT, rock my hoodie so tight
And your b*tch wanna f*ck, but I got no type
This a brand new Glock, take you to the next life
Six shots to yo' back make you dance, prom night
Bad b*tch, I'ma hit it all night
Two Glocks on my hip, 'cause I'm never gonna fight
That's yo b*tch tryna f*ck, but I'm never gonna pipe
'Cause my shoes Vlone, but my shirt Off White
b*tch I feel like $NOT, rock my hoodie so tight
And your b*tch wanna f*ck, but I got no type
This a brand new Glock, take you to the next life
Six shots to yo' back make you dance, prom night
Bad b*tch, I'ma hit it all night
Two Glocks on my hip, 'cause I'm never gonna fight
That's yo b*tch tryna f*ck, but I'm never gonna pipe
'Cause my shoes Vlone, but my shirt Off White
b*tch I feel like $NOT, rock my hoodie so tight
And your b*tch wanna f*ck, but I got no type
This a brand new Glock, take you to the next life
Six shots to yo' back make you dance, prom night
[Outro]
Lady, hear me tonight
'Cause my feeling
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