Tonite E

Mad Neutron. Yeah. Had enough, bitch. Uh-huh. Look, tonight I'm on these hoes, I'm staying down, it ain't no givin' up. Poppin' champagne in the club, that's why they Feelin' us. Young nigga, every car I seen was Tryna hit it up. We don't know that car Around this bitch and we gon' blitz it up. Politics with bro, he fresh up out the county Jail. You supposed to stab them lil' niggas, but You ain't get your mail? Goin' out tonight, should Be happy that you out that cell. Stayed down, stood tall, nigga we trained not to Tell. Tonight I got these hoes in this bitch And they actin' up. All you see is niggas Pullin' in and foreigns backin' up. Little boys lookin', but them niggas don't want no Stat with us. It get dark around that bitch, Nigga we come blast it up. Think she comin' in without no money, watch me Pass her up. Pretty, but she broke, square niggas Wanna gas her up. We just put these bitches In they place, so don't be mad at us. Tonight I'm out packin' a full, I done had Enough. Like what you on tonight? Sweatin' bitches, she ain't comin' home, I know you Know that right? She said I put that pressure With my words, I got to talkin' nice. Hangin' out the window poppin' shit 'cause we the Ones outside. Creep to get crept on, step to Get stepped on. Thought he was that nigga 'til These bullets rip his flesh and bones. I know they ain't forgive, but then again, just Let me set the tone. Just let me set We finna party all night, Nah, we ain't answerin' no phone. Tonight I'm off patroll, can't even knock me out My zone. You should've left the bitch at home, Now I'm be poppin', now she gone. I'm in the trap, it's in the past, I Leave them stupid hoes alone. I hate a bitch that like to lie, ain't Got the time, what's too wrong? I'm just fuckin', then you leavin', that's what time I'm on. Yeah, she gon' pop it to her Friends, I should've known. It was a vibe, but You start doin' all that talkin', so it's blown. Ayy, I'm checkin' clips out of bitches, what I'm On tonight. Baby, I keep blicky in the stash, I'm bendin' every block. Drop tops flyin' through Miami in the daylight. They took my lil' brother from me, that just Ain't right. It's 5 Blitz ridin' in this bucket On the freeway. We jumpin' out, we ain't givin' Niggas no leeway. We jumpin' out, we ain't givin' Niggas no leeway. That last fully thang that I Had ate his face up. Let me take through The trenches, Windows tinted, ghetto classic shit. Pull out whip, I think he creepin', got me Trippin', bro, he passed the blick. Shit, we be off that green too, ain't always Had no activist. Get growed and won't be long, Shit, I be puttin' it right back down again. Ayy, bro, you know what time we on, let's Dirty up these styrofoam. Poppin' in her DM, we're on the track and Now she comin' home. We was poppin' and when We seen him, we got the truck and chased That nigga home. Feel like I can't be touched When I put these VVs on. Uh, I stole a opp and a guacamole, Ha. Za, za, za. I know you mad 'cause you see me on. You just sit at home all alone, then you Turn your TV on. You got strap, you got stick tonight. You got your strap, you got your stick tonight. Alright, alright. Yeah, It's some blood and it's some Crip tonight. Don't blast, blast, don't blast, Don't And we know no represent, 5 months until I'm legit, Ah.