Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Karl Daniel
Songwriter
Lyrics
Oh yeah
Woah
Night
Night
Night
Night
Night
Night
Night
Night
Night
At the end of the day-
At the end of the day it's night
Night
Night
It's night huh
I keep it tuck
Best believe I ain't slipping for nun
Best believe shorty tripping for nun
She keep calling my phone say she love me
What?
She keep calling my phone say she love me
They come and I feed the fear
On my life my niggas dead
And I helped my bitch on rest
And I packed him we filled him with lead (huh)
What
I keep on wearing different clothes shorty look at my shirt
Niggas keep talking all that shit, I just been putting in work
Fucking with me get you merked
Yeah I'm geeking I'm still on a perc
Get my drugs from a merchant in Turks
I get money & sex on the first
I get money & sex on the second
I get money & sex on the third
In her guts yeah I'm going Beserk
She wanna fuck tell her wait for your turn
Off the lean so my words are all slurred
Marni coat with that chinchilla fur
Popping perkies until the shit hurt
Huh
Until the shit hurt
I ain't stopping until I come first
When it's night I just wanna be heard
Every night I'm alone and I hate it
(Every night I'm alone and I hate it)
(Every night I'm alone and I hate it)
(Every night I'm alone and I hate it)
Every night
Woah
Night
Night
Night
Night
Night
Night
Night
Night
Night
Night
Night
At the end of the day-
It's night
Night
Night
It's night
I keep it tuck
Best believe I ain't slipping for nun
Best believe shorty tripping for nun
She keep calling my phone say she love me
What?
What
She keep calling my phone say she love me
They come and I feed the fear (woah)
On my life my niggas dead (woah)
And I helped my bitch on rest
And I packed him we filled him with lead (huh)
What
I keep on wearing different clothes shorty look at my shirt
Niggas keep talking all that shit, I just been putting in work
Fucking with me get you merked
Yeah I'm geeking I'm still on a perc
Get my drugs from a merchant in Turks
I get money & sex on the first
I get money & sex on the second
I get money & sex on the third
In her guts yeah I'm going Beserk
She wanna fuck tell her wait for your turn
Off the lean so my words are all slurred
Marni coat with that chinchilla fur
Popping perkies until the shit hurt
Every night yeah uh
Every night ('til that shit hurt)
Every night ('til that shirt hurt)
Every night (woah)
Every night ('til that shit hurt)
Every night
Woah
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