Night Time Ima Pick the Right Time Nba Youngboy Lyrics
“Night Time Ima Pick the Right Time Nba Youngboy Lyrics” sung by Nba Youngboy represents the English Music Ensemble. The name of the song is Ryte Night by Nba Youngboy.
Night Time Ima Pick the Right Time Nba Youngboy Lyrics
[intro] (who made this crap?) (taytay made the beat) Uh, uh For real flexin’, let’s go, woah, go Boss, go, real big boss, go Believe that, b^^^h n^^^a
[chorus] Nighttime, I’m up at the right time, uh, uh Sewer damage, I say he get piped now Demon baby, killin’ crap on sight now Money crazy, stay with least a hundred thousand Loaded, n^^^a know I’m in his b^^^h just like I’m ben fields (yeah) Straight out them trenches but I still be with that crap still I’m out the roof, I’m steady bootin’, I’m off of three pills (woah, woah) Like, b^^^h, you sleep, get left deceased, you know it’s been real
[verse 1] Channеl 2, bodies, get ’em stеpped on (get ’em stepped on) The joke’s on you, you dissed, now you gettin’ repped on She a trap b^^^h, she know how to change tones (yeah) Real grave diggers, doin’ contracts off the same phone What the knowledge is? Bust a check in his dome F^ck how them coppers feel, stick any one I left home Get put up, we don’t stand down, we gon’ kill ’em what the city say? But I’m gon’ let ’em slide, I’m just gon’ catch him and stomp in his face [chorus] Uh, nighttime, I’m up at the right time, uh, uh Sewer damage, I say he get piped now Demon baby, killin’ crap on sight now Money crazy, stay with least a hundred thousand Loaded, n^^^a know I’m in his b^^^h just like I’m ben fields (yeah) Straight out them trenches, but I still be with that crap still I’m out the roof, I’m steady bootin’, I’m off of three pills (woah, woah) Like, b^^^h, you sleep, get left deceased, you know it’s been real
[verse 2] Gladiator, catch him slippin’, zip a hater Cameras out there, I won’t fade ’em Burners out now, top say face ’em Rich forever, no schwarzenegger Diamond face, that’s a terminator Diamond face like I work a pager Diamonds worth are forever greater Big b, this is murder business See ’em watchin’, I can’t cut the cable Knock on the table, I gotta excuse myself B^^^h n^^^a, you don’t need no pacer Strapped down, and he doped up Through the date, only way I’m gon’ make it Lookin’ down on these p%ssy n^^^as, jocin’ off of these hoes that’s hatin’ [chorus] Uh, nighttime, I’m up at the right time, uh, uh Sewer damage, I say he get piped now Demon baby, killin’ crap on sight now Money crazy, stay with least a hundred thousand Loaded, n^^^a know I’m in his b^^^h just like I’m ben fields (yeah) Straight out them trenches, but I still be with that crap still I’m out the roof, I’m steady bootin’, I’m off of three pills (woah, woah) Like, b^^^h, you sleep, get left deceased, you know it’s been real
Video Song
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