night time

[Chorus]
I hop out in the night time
Out when theres no light, flex on my own time (x3)
You just cannot get it right
You dont see the vision right
Out when theres no light, flex on my own time (x2)
You just cannot get it right
You dont see the vision right
Out when theres no light, flex on my own time (x3)
You just cannot get it right
You dont see the vision right

[Verse 1]
Bitch and she tryna vibe
Fan bitch she tryna vibe
Why the fuck you tryna die
Shots to his fuckin eye
Trueys im so fuckin high-
Yo bitch said im clean like- clean li-li- tiiii

[Verse 2]
Yall said he missi-miss-miss
He stay dissin
On yo grave im piss-pis-piss
No im not a christ-christ
Bitch I stand on business
You not talkin bis-bi-bi (Business)
When you last get money yeah I bet its been a minute
Yeah I get all in it, Yeah I count the dig-i-i
Play her like a fidget, I dont be on this-thi-thi
Walk up wit my damn shi
Walk up with a dam bitch
Yeah I got a new bitch
Boy dont you move sh- mo-mov-mo

[Bridge]
We know he dont move shi
And im coolin

[Verse 3]
Run up just might lose it
Spray with my uzi
Run up just might lose it
Spray with my uzi
Run up just might lose it
Spray with my uzi

[Verse 4]
Run up then you lose
That lil bitch confused
Nigga fuck the rules
I dont care bout rules
Yeah that hoe wet as fuck it feel like a pool
Off the cup im buu-bu-buu
You can't see you lo-lo-lo
Threw that boy like move
Uh whats ya mo-mo-o
This a trap exclusive, yup play it coo (yuh huh - yuh huh)
Boy you is a foo
[?]
Dont run up fool
Hello bitch im full- ull-ull
Run up just kung fu
And im talkin bl-uu--u-u-
Yeah im talkin blue
Uh talkin blue
Talkin Blue
Talkin [?]

[ReVerse 3]
This a trap exclusive, (yuh huh - yuh huh)
Yup play it coo (oo)
Run up just might lose it
Spray with my uzi
Run up just might lose it
Spray with my uzi
Run up just might lose it
Spray with my uzi

[Re-Chorus]
I hop out in the night time
Out when theres no light, flex on my own time (x3)
You just cannot get it right
You dont see the vision right

[Re]
Bitch and she tryna vibe
Fan bitch she tryna vibe
Why the fuck you tryna die
Shots to his fuckin eye
Trueys im so fuckin high
Yo bitch Said im clean like tide
Yall said he missin
He stay dissin
On yo grave im pissin
No im not a christian
Bitch I stand on business
You not talkin business
When you last get money yeah