Nightlife, where she from? I want my lean poured
Light ice, hella bitches on the scene, but I'm just
Tryna pipe, thirty in the limousine, I’ll let
Y'all fightin', you’ll be killed up where I am, bitch this
On sight, I don't convesate on niggas that I
Don't like, don't tell a soul, it's almost on, if you
Tryna die, we bring the choppers out at twelve, it's the
Nightlife, he ain't 'bout it, I can tell, he just tryna hype
Wonder how you feelin’, know the squad with me
We pop out and blow a nigga mind if he dissin’
I ain't got no problems slangin’ nine in the city
You can try, but you gon' end up dyin' in the city
Playa fly, nigga I can fuck your bitch in some Dickies
He a liar if he ever told you he was fuckin' with me
I ain’t worried, but you niggas need to mind your fuckin' business
We're assured, I ain't hearin' what he say, not comprehendin'
Nightlife, where she from? I want my lean poured
Light ice, hella bitches on the scene, but I'm just
Tryna pipe, thirty in the limousine, I'll let
Y'all fightin', you'll be killed up where I am, bitch this
On sight, I don't convesate on niggas that I
Don't like, don't tell a soul, it's almost on, if you
Tryna die, we bring the choppers out at twelve, it's the
Nightlife, he ain't 'bout it, I can tell, he just tryna hype
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