Nighttime

Swerving through the city with my niggas
Dripping on your bitch I know you miss her
Leave the game crippled, beat like instrumental
On a mission, listen nigga I’m a winner
I got weed in my bloodstream, money on my mental
Pulled up let the window down and told her she could enter
Swear I don’t need attention but I’m always in the center
Big bag getter
Why these niggas bitter
Hit her then I quitter
But only if she tripping
Not to mention money flipping quicker than the tempo of thе beats I’m spitting on
She pulled up and spit all on mе
Gripping all on me
Going hard they like lil cap when the fuck you dropping
Young nigga popping
Gas pack what I’m offing
I should off them
Put them in a coffin
Put them in a coffin
Gas pack I'm offing
Young nigga popping