Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Karl Daniel
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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