NIGHTDRIVE by TAY LOVANE Lyrics
[Intro]
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Yah yah yah yah, brr
Huh? PRH, ouu
WHOO!
[Chorus]
(ayy)
Hold it back, ayy (wha?)
That's a rack, ayy (yea)
Take a step, ayy (wha?)
Bentley Black, ayy (SKRRT)
That's on set, ayy (brr)
Smokin' crack, ayy (huh?)
It's so fat, ayy
Shake that, ayy
Hold up! Woah! (yah)
Keep the money goin'! (goin', goin')
Steady grind, bitch, and I never broke! (nope)
Fuck up all them ho's, and their faggot bros (bitch)
Hatin' on me, you will always lose. (ayy)
G's talkin' murder shit they never do (no no no)
Trappin' by the stove while you faggot broke (broke b)
Talkin' money, fame, cash, cars, ho's (wealth)
Have 'em pull up, have 'em runnin', go. (shoot)
Dolla signs fuck my mind up (brr)
And I really got no time, get my grind up (brr)
If you wanna get this dick, hit my line up (hit it)
But you maybe gotta wait, gotta line up. (yah yah, woah)
[Verse]
That's that damn Milly Rock (skrr)
Mix it with that chilli sauce (skrr)
Make the cream in the pot
I be always cookin' up (cook)
And I never take an L (no)
No matter how I fell (wha?)
I just wanna keep it real (real)
Talkin' trash that I feel
Shoutout to my Day Ones, back in old days (days)
They've been ridin' with me, since I started thinkin' straight (bow)
Think it through, got a clue, ain't no estimatin'
Bitch, go on hatin' (brr)
One day, you'll be cravin'
Fuck the nightlife, bitch, I'm in a night drive (nope)
Whip it up, double back, ain't no nice guy (nonono)
Fill her up with the juice, 1-5 times (cum)
She gon' swallow my kids, that's a lifeline. (lifeline)
Dollar bills in my Louis V wallet (wallet)
Do I have the sauce? (wha?) Sorry, I ain't got it (nope)
I'm so rich, bought a damn crib without college (bitch uuh)
Fuck school, bitch, I don't ever want it! (NOPE)
[Chorus]
(ayy)
Hold it back, ayy (wha?)
That's a rack, ayy (yea)
Take a step, ayy (wha?)
Bentley Black, ayy (SKRRT)
That's on set, ayy (brr)
Smokin' crack, ayy (huh?)
It's so fat, ayy
Shake that, ayy
Hold up! Woah! (yah)
Keep the money goin'! (goin', goin')
Steady grind, bitch, and I never broke! (nope)
Fuck up all them ho's, and their faggot bros (bitch)
Hatin' on me, you will always lose. (ayy)
G's talkin' murder shit they never do (no no no)
Trappin' by the stove while you faggot broke (broke b)
Talkin' money, fame, cash, cars, ho's (wealth)
Have 'em pull up, have 'em runnin', go. (shoot)
Dolla signs fuck my mind up (brr)
And I really got no time, get my grind up (brr)
If you wanna get this dick, hit my line up (hit it)
But you maybe gotta wait, gotta line up. (yah yah, woah)
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Yah yah yah yah, brr
Huh? PRH, ouu
WHOO!
[Chorus]
(ayy)
Hold it back, ayy (wha?)
That's a rack, ayy (yea)
Take a step, ayy (wha?)
Bentley Black, ayy (SKRRT)
That's on set, ayy (brr)
Smokin' crack, ayy (huh?)
It's so fat, ayy
Shake that, ayy
Hold up! Woah! (yah)
Keep the money goin'! (goin', goin')
Steady grind, bitch, and I never broke! (nope)
Fuck up all them ho's, and their faggot bros (bitch)
Hatin' on me, you will always lose. (ayy)
G's talkin' murder shit they never do (no no no)
Trappin' by the stove while you faggot broke (broke b)
Talkin' money, fame, cash, cars, ho's (wealth)
Have 'em pull up, have 'em runnin', go. (shoot)
Dolla signs fuck my mind up (brr)
And I really got no time, get my grind up (brr)
If you wanna get this dick, hit my line up (hit it)
But you maybe gotta wait, gotta line up. (yah yah, woah)
[Verse]
That's that damn Milly Rock (skrr)
Mix it with that chilli sauce (skrr)
Make the cream in the pot
I be always cookin' up (cook)
And I never take an L (no)
No matter how I fell (wha?)
I just wanna keep it real (real)
Talkin' trash that I feel
Shoutout to my Day Ones, back in old days (days)
They've been ridin' with me, since I started thinkin' straight (bow)
Think it through, got a clue, ain't no estimatin'
Bitch, go on hatin' (brr)
One day, you'll be cravin'
Fuck the nightlife, bitch, I'm in a night drive (nope)
Whip it up, double back, ain't no nice guy (nonono)
Fill her up with the juice, 1-5 times (cum)
She gon' swallow my kids, that's a lifeline. (lifeline)
Dollar bills in my Louis V wallet (wallet)
Do I have the sauce? (wha?) Sorry, I ain't got it (nope)
I'm so rich, bought a damn crib without college (bitch uuh)
Fuck school, bitch, I don't ever want it! (NOPE)
[Chorus]
(ayy)
Hold it back, ayy (wha?)
That's a rack, ayy (yea)
Take a step, ayy (wha?)
Bentley Black, ayy (SKRRT)
That's on set, ayy (brr)
Smokin' crack, ayy (huh?)
It's so fat, ayy
Shake that, ayy
Hold up! Woah! (yah)
Keep the money goin'! (goin', goin')
Steady grind, bitch, and I never broke! (nope)
Fuck up all them ho's, and their faggot bros (bitch)
Hatin' on me, you will always lose. (ayy)
G's talkin' murder shit they never do (no no no)
Trappin' by the stove while you faggot broke (broke b)
Talkin' money, fame, cash, cars, ho's (wealth)
Have 'em pull up, have 'em runnin', go. (shoot)
Dolla signs fuck my mind up (brr)
And I really got no time, get my grind up (brr)
If you wanna get this dick, hit my line up (hit it)
But you maybe gotta wait, gotta line up. (yah yah, woah)