stay up

[Intro: wata]
Woah, well shit
Welp, time for me to rap, know what I'm sayin'?
Shit on this beat real quick, fuck is you talkin' 'bout, nigga?
Fuck is you talkin' 'bout, nigga?
Ay, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, wha, ay, ay, ayy, yaaaah
(EEKID!)

[Verse 1: wata]
I'm back in this bitch, I'm back in this bitch
Nigga talk shit, nigga, suck my dick
I got two twin Glocks with a 4 and a 5, nigga, kick that shit
You ain't shit, you a bum ass nigga
Talk smack when you lack, you a dumb ass nigga
Bro talk shit with no gun, I pull up, you run
And then you a done ass nigga
Hit that nigga with a blick
I'm in the trap just like Morty and Rick
I got yo bitch on my dick
She ride on my dick and she gone suck the tip
Stay up, all of y'all niggas is made up
Spanish ho counting the pesos
Got a nerd nigga stacking the LEGOs

[Verse 2: subaiel]
I stay up, I'm nocturnal
I got the bars like a nigga writing in his journal
I'm so evil, infernal
I'mma slide up, pop yo ass just like a kernel
Lil' lil' nigga don't wanna fight
I ride with a cooler stacked with Bud Light
Sippin' on Modelo, you know I'm sittin' right
You sippin' on juice. shit got you tight
I'm just sitting here rapping this, all you lame ass nigga here capping this
Got yo bitch ass right here and I'm smacking this
Pop me a Perc' and diminish his happiness
That nigga thought he was the shit
Pulled up on his ass, young boy had dropped the blick
I told 'em, "Gimme that shit"
And the .556 left that nigga spazzing in a ditch

[Verse 3: wata]
Ay, nigga I'm going again
Nigga, I don't fuck with feds
But, the hell, nigga you next
Run up on that nigga, that nigga a pussy
Nigga say he a rapper even though he a rookie
Love on that bitch and I ride on her tushy
That nigga proud that he just want a cookie
I got yo bitch on my dick, bitch on my cock
When I'm rappin' this shit, I sip on that Wock'
Fuck yo bitch, take her real far
Jump in the TV, that's where I'm catchin' the opps
Bro said he a rapper, that nigga ass
Bro wanna talk shit, bro wanna bash
That nigga a curse, nigga Black Flash
Pull up on his block, bro wanna dash
That nigga a sucker, fuckin yo bitch from New York
And that bitch wearin' her Butters
You look like Chris Tucker
Lil' bro wanna talk shit, leave 'em dead by the summer
Bro still talkin' shit, don't know what he said
My niggas gone leave 'em in a death bed
Empty the clip, throw 'em in the shed
His man on the side begging me for bread

[Verse 4: subaiel]
Bitch, I'm coming again
Coming like this all the time, ride with a .9
Bitch, I'm coming again
Coming like this with the fye, I'm ready to die
Ho, what'chu say? Hold on, nigga, what did you say?
Come on, man, say it again
Come with the Q's and P's, reppin' them big B's
Bet you won't do it again
Nigga, we stay up, nigga, we come with the K up
Get to fuckin' a day up
Get to setting them plays up, hit with the razor
That RipStik tear his face up
That nigga trash, throw him in the bin
Ecstasy all up in my Benz
"I'm in Lookout with all my friends!"
Bitch, I can't be fuckin' with—
There go a bitch from the South, deep South bitch
Every time I see her, yeah, she totin' that crawfish
Don't seem like I can fuck with no north bitch
Swing on that bitch like a mufuckin' golf stick
All these clubs in a bag
Nigga, we don't give a triple-double fuck what you had
I'mma be chillin' in this bitch on a Friday
Confiscate a nigga racks like it's Friday