Gone 4 The Night

This cup I got right here will have you gone for the night Might pull up to this party I ain't goin for the hype Haters tryna flick me off because I'm on like a light She done told me the cologne, I got on, smelling right I just cook up in my room, where the fume outa sight Thinking bout the first time I hit the gas and took a flight If I don't got nothin left I get some more to make it right Got my future in my hands it's up to me to make it bright On Instagram I'm gettin' dms they be every other like Workin AM into PM to the morning every night Demons spawning every night, I Pray to god he help me fight Felt like Vick when my dawgs left, I still make sure they all aight No cap Bitch I'm on Got them mad like I'm on they lawn This my jawn Feelings gone Teller before she take this long I know you might wanna hear this song Weed so loud her hearings gone I know I turn her feelings on How it feel right but it feel so wrong Yeaaaah I took a trip to Florida I hadda drive to Florida Gas tank below a quarter Fill her up while I record her Y'all been sleep on the border Wakin up wit a sweat disorder Now you hear me like "Damn!" He walkin' that beat like water How much was that whip man that shit must cost you a fortune We hop in that whip after we hit that dab it's scorching Nate don't like to wait he already splitting up proportions Will might have a kid by the time we leave she'ont do abortions I shouldn't have to tellem we have fun while niggas hatin' Brody keep that heata try run you turn to bacon I don't keep it on me boy I got better moves I'm makin But if someone try to try me he'll be having one wit satan Having one with satan Having one with satan Money in the making I got money in the making This shit for the taking I said this shit for the taking I'm just tryna get high and dispear I might go vacant This cup I got right here will have you gone for the night Might pull up to this party I ain't goin for the hype Haters tryna flick me off because I'm on like a light She done told me the cologne, I got on, smelling right I just cook up in my room, where the fume outa sight Thinking bout the first time I hit the gas and took a flight If I don't got nothin' left I get some more to make it right Got my future in my hands it's up to me to make it bright Bandz Bandz Bandz