For The Night (Feat. Lil Baby & DaBaby)

CashMoneyAP Kill 'em, get 'em, get 'em, oh Oh I'm tryna fuckin' get 'em, oh I'm tryna fuck on a thot Oh, oh Get 'em, oh Oh Gettin' big on this, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh What?do?you?want Won't tell?you twice, yeah I'm?a thief in the night Thief in the night, oh Chorus: Pop Smoke I did some wrong Oh, oh, but I'm always right Oh, oh Said I know how to shoot Oh, oh and I know how to fight Boy, I'll tell you once, won't tell you twice I'm real discreet, like a thief in the night Look Verse 1: Pop Smoke If I call you bae, you bae for the day Or a bae for the night, you not my wife She want a killer to fuck all night I wanna fuck on a thot, gimme head all night AP, big rocks, in the hood with the 'rillas Five K on the dinner, bring three hundred thou' to the dealer Chorus: Pop Smoke & Lil Baby I did some wrong Oh, oh, but I'm always right Oh, oh Said I know how to shoot Oh, oh and I know how to fight Boy, I'll tell you once, won't tell you twice I'm real discreet, like a thief in the night Baby Verse 2: Lil Baby I'm rich but I'm ridin', I'm low on exotic, I'm 'bout to fly out and go get me some Nothin' ain't seen, all this money on me, hunnid racks in the bag, that's a honey bun Baby OG, I been runnin' these streets, got the game from Lashawn, I'm my mama's son Learned 'bout the triple cross when I was young and I know I ain't goin' so I keep a gun I flew to Paris just to buy some Dior She beggin' for attention, I don't see her C.I.P. Pop, I wish that you could see us Million cash plus whenever I go re-up I got some niggas in the street, won't beat me I got the industry tryna be me I just go Ray Charles, they can't see me I'm in a Rolls-Royce with a RiRi Chorus: Pop Smoke & DaBaby I did some wrong Oh, oh, but I'm always right Oh, oh Said I know how to shoot Oh, oh and I know how to fight Boy, I'll tell you once, won't tell you twice I'm real discreet, like a thief in the night Yeah Verse 3: DaBaby & Pop Smoke Like a thief in the night Thief I pull up, give her D for the night Uh-huh Tryna fuck in the V, it's aight Let's fuck We can't fuck up my seats 'cause they white That's my seats, watch my motherfuckin' seats I'm livin' like Thriller, I only come out at the night time She don't fuck with liquor, don't like bein' tipsy She don't do the Henny, just white wine What she do Pop the cork on some new Pinot Grigio Yeah I pull up in the Porsche wit' a freaky ho Zoom Park the Porsche then pull up in a Lambo Hmph I hop out, Major Payne, rockin' camo Yessir Think she cute, make her fuck, let her man go She cute Like to shoot, light you up, bitch, I'm Rambo Cuban link full of rocks, it's a choker Oh Rest in peace to the Pop, make me smoke ya Chorus: Pop Smoke I did some wrong Oh, oh, but I'm always right Oh, oh Said I know how to shoot Oh, oh and I know how to fight Boy, I'll tell you once, won't tell you twice I'm real discreet, like a thief in the night