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YEAT - ALL NIGHT feat. PLAYBOI CARTI (prod. by Exetra Beatz & Senk)
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Exetra Archive
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(Exetra Beatz made it)
(Senk, pop it up)
Fuckin' on my thot, made her ship the Wock'
She suckin' on my cock, she do that a lot
Yeah, fuckin' on my thot, made her ship the Wock'
She suckin' on my cock, she do that a lot
Yeah, I can't fuck with you at all
Where my Tes'? I just wanna ball
Yeah, I just wanna flex but I'm not gon' crawl
Yeah, a thief in the night, bitch, that pussy gon' call
Yeah, even though you is a hater, you still at my show
And you better not (Better not)
**** b-better not (Better not)
**** b-better not (Better, Carti)
**** b-better not
I don't even turn out (Blatt)
I like to turn up (Yeah, blatt)
And we stay up (Blatt)
Yeah we keep it up (Blitz)
Yeah, she tryna get flown (Blah, check it out)
Bad bitches tryna rock VLONE (Yeah, check it out)
Yeah, R.I.P. X, ****
Get me out my zone (Bad bitch)
Yeah, R.I.P. X, ****, yeah
Balling like I'm P. Diddy (P. Diddy)
Balling like I'm Carti, Carti (Blatt, Diddy)
I smoke dope like I'm Kid Cudi (Blatt, Cudi)
I fucked that bitch and I might fuck her buddy (Blatt, buddy)
Me and my twizzy's insane, we are not nice
Your thotty gon' give me that brain, she suck it all night
Your thotty gon' give me that brain
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Fuckin' on my thot, made her ship the Wock'
She suckin' on my cock, she do that a lot
Yeah, fuckin' on my thot, made her ship the Wock'
She suckin' on my cock, she do that a lot
Yeah, I can't fuck with you at all
Where my Tes'? I just wanna ball
Yeah, I just wanna flex but I'm not gon' crawl
Yeah, a thief in the night, bitch, that pussy gon' call
Yeah, even though you is a hater, you still at my show
Walked inside this bitch, I'm just two stepping, ball on everyone
Went and got a bag, I ran it up, then flipped off everyone
I just got these racks, I boosted up 'cause I'm not real or some
Shooters ready to go, they ready to blast (Bop), they hit up everyone
They sniffin' that shit like a globe, FN my finger, that bih like a pole
Yeah, I'm about to blow
Time for me to go up, I'm about to explode
I'm 'bout to expose you
Osama bin Laden, my bro
No, I can't wife me a ho
Chill with my brother, my twizz, my bro
Big body stizz, or the Benz, or the big body Lamb', boy, that bitch 'bout to (Brrr)
Yeah, I just pulled up like a yankee, in London might shank you, the bitch 'bout to (Brrr)
I'm 'bout to slice you, I'm 'bout to dice you, it's not nice, yeah
Put you inside of a bag, then fill it with rice, sittin' at the lights
Fuckin' on my thot, made her ship the Wock'
She suckin' on my cock, she do that a lot
Yeah, fuckin' on my thot, made her ship the Wock'
She suckin' on my cock, she do that a lot
Yeah, I can't fuck with you at all
Where my Tes'? I just wanna ball
Yeah, I just wanna flex but I'm not gon' crawl
Yeah, a thief in the night, bitch, that pussy gon' call
Yeah, even though you is a hater, you still at my show
Written by: Exetra Archive
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