Late night

This that cruising on a late night yea

Smoke a blunt right here

This the music that'll take you there

Smell the gas in the air

Got the moon up in the sky

Windows up we getting high

All this smoke up in my lungs

Anymore and I might die

This that late night conversate

I'm on date with myself

And nobody else I can't complain cause

We be speaking on that real shit

Manifesting when we at the top

We finna kill shit Never spill shit

Smoking so much my emotions don't even feel shit

Smoking the blunt cause these problems I gotta deal with

I be in the whip spitting all night

Making all the melodies for when I'm spitting in the mic

Feeling alright when its just me and you

I had a couple drinks I consumed a few

Whatever I do I assume you do

Whatever I do I assume you do

The same thing, feeling faded, medicated

Intoxicated, purple raining, almost fainting

We be on that same shit every late night

Imma hit the lane switch swervin' on the I

One more drink I might die ya

This that late night shift, with a late night bitch

She be calling my phone, she want some late night dick

But I'm with the woes rolling a late night spliff

She be blowing my phone up with all them late night pics

We gone park up, spark up, windows up

Got an eighth up in the blunt

It ain't enough

Yea yea yea yea