Sunny Nights

[Verse 1]
Look, street lights on, nigga never reached home yet
But I'm reaching for the Cognac
It be cul-de-sac chilling, while we corner store living
These Newports slowly writing my toe tag
Still, I blow death in the air like the reapers around
Swear we living now
"Put the cigarette down" is what they tell me, I ain't putting it out
Killing my lungs, never killing the style
Keeping it wild, while I cruise the city
One hand on the wheel got me feeling like the mothafucking king, my nigga
But the chariot broke, trunk don't close
And these horses ain't really up to speed, my nigga
Wait, who give a fuck, I could give a fuck less, right?
Mentality like you don't wanna see this left, right?
Kill 'em with the pen, they don't gotta see the lead write
But in the night, they see the head lights

[Pre-Chorus]
Either I'm sipping slow or getting throat
See the pace be controlling the way we roll
Still laid back, but now I let them bitches know
That I ain't the same nigga that you seen before
Used to give me the cold shoulder, now a nigga cold
Used to want nothing from a nigga
Now want nut and some more—ain't that some shit?
Nigga, I've been out of the door
I call my homies up, I'm back on the road, and now they got me here

[Chorus]
Mobbing with my niggas, steady looking at my cellular
What's the move or what we get into, we never know for sure
Pills we popping, pray my heart don't stop and then I leave this Earth
Music dropping, bitches gon' be knocking at my door, oh word
Mobbing with my niggas, steady looking at my cellular
What's the move or what we get into, we never know for sure
Pills we popping, pray my heart don't stop and then I leave this Earth
Music dropping, bitches gon' be knocking at my door, oh word

[Verse 2]
She see the way we moving
She been down with the team, now she tryna get down with the movement
Keep it in motion, please; keep the shit moving
'Cause all she ever worried bout is what a nigga got
Not shit, but a couple Newports in the box
But she want the imports that just ported on the lot
Baby, hold that thought, I'ma get that spot
But see, right now, I've been on that block
Tryna build my team up to reach that top
So I can put that top down up on that drop
And her panties drop down, she back on top
And before I drop down, know I'm gon' pop
They say a young nigga hot now, and he just won't stop
Because I came with a team now, and they came with a plot

[Pre-Chorus]
Either I'm sipping slow or getting throat
See the pace be controlling the way we roll
Still laid back, but now I let them bitches know
That I ain't the same nigga that you seen before
Used to give me the cold shoulder, now a nigga cold
Used to want nothing from a nigga
Now want nut and some more—ain't that some shit?
Nigga, I've been out of the door
I call my homies up, I'm back on the road, and now they got me here

[Chorus]
Mobbing with my niggas, steady looking at my cellular
What's the move or what we get into, we never know for sure
Pills we popping, pray my heart don't stop and then I leave this Earth
Music dropping, bitches gon' be knocking at my door, oh word
Mobbing with my niggas, steady looking at my cellular
What's the move or what we get into, we never know for sure
Pills we popping, pray my heart don't stop and then I leave this Earth
Music dropping, bitches gon' be knocking at my door, oh word