2 late

[Chorus: DC2Trill]
Real player, put a bitch up in her place
I'm with two Norwegian hoes eating grapes
We overlapped them niggas, shit, it's too late
It's too late, it's too late
Shawty text my phone talking 'bout she late
I told her, wrong nigga — I left it on her face
Stripper hoes, trap niggas I embrace
I know your drank fake, I ain't have to taste

[Verse 1: DC2Trill]
Tell your papa, deal locker
Hit the lot, in the Caddy truck, converse with wheel watchers
High school he was lame, he got cash, he still awkward
Heard your daddy wasn't lame — why you ain't study what he taught you?
Pussy, we got sticks, Max Payne in 'em
I got perks, no pain in 'em
I done poured a pint again
I'm so fried, fucked on her friend
I'm with the V, nigga, that's my twin
Majority Cartier on my lens
I'ma get these cats forever
Niggas pussy like Roseanne
Heard you came up on a lick
I ain't give shit to your mans
I'm a dog, so I pull tricks
I know they P, I can't understand

[Chorus: DC2Trill]
Real player, put a bitch up in her place
I'm with two Norwegian hoes eating grapes
We overlapped them niggas, shit, it's too late
It's too late, it's too late
Shawty text my phone talking 'bout she late
I told her, wrong nigga — I left it on her face
Stripper hoes, trap niggas I embrace
I know your drank fake, I ain't have to taste
I know your drank fake

[Verse 2: Zelly Ocho]
Bitch, I ain't gotta taste it
I'm on my way to some money right now, bitch, I'm 'bout to chase it
Oh, she fuckin', I knew she was basic
Oh, that bitch ain't fuck on the first — then that bitch is the greatest
I'm gettin' high, they want me to stop
Don't even look in my eye
Told my brother, "Come to the stu'," he workin' on that pot

[Bridge: DC2Trill]
I done poured a pint again
I'm so fried, fucked on her friend
I'm with the V, nigga, that's my twin
Majority Cartier on my lens

[Verse 3: Zelly Ocho]
Shoot it, no range
My brother insane
I fuck her out her brains
I used to eat noodles, on gang
Yeah, now I might throw out a lobster (a lobster)
Stop, he's an imposter (stop him)
I fucked, then I dodged that (I dodged that)
I can break a bitch down (yeah)
Like a Black & Mild, yessir (yessir)
You was not on that block
You was barely on that curb (curb)
Even if you tried to get in the streets, I bet you'd swerve (yeah)
I'm with the grooviest nigga alive — bitch, you got nerves (you got nerves)

[Chorus: DC2Trill]
Real player, put a bitch up in her place
I'm with two Norwegian hoes eating grapes
We overlapped them niggas, shit, it's too late
It's too late, it's too late
Shawty text my phone talking 'bout she late
I told her, wrong nigga — I left it on her face
Stripper hoes, trap niggas I embrace
I know your drank fake, I ain't have to taste