Nightshow by Tye Alaya Lyrics
[Hook]
I just be counting my dope (for real)
Sneaking in bags
When I‘m flipping my digits
I‘m making these bitches go woah for real (woah for real) (mhhh)
I just be counting my dope (for real)
Sneaking in bags
When I‘m flipping my digits
I‘m making these bitches go woah for real (woah for real) (mhhh)
(hey)
[Verse 1]
Yeah blessings on the pope (pope)
Nigga, cover my back
We’re rolling some dope (dope)
Do this for the killas
And the 100 dollar hoes (hoes)
Cause my niggas
And momma already know (straight up)
In a Benz, in a Coupe (in a Coupe)
In a trap house
Wе goin' through the roof
I got shit to lose
Gotta keep it cool
I got shit to do (do)
Carter Gang, yеah we have to move (have to move, yeah)
Drove in the city with my eyes closed
Fell in love with the night show (night show)
Crazy Girls poppin’ AOD
Only looking at the mirror
"What about me? " (yeah)
Niggas pullin’ up the Glocks and the zines (yah)
Put me on the gram and the magazines
Pull your level up
I’m going hard (yeah)
I’m feeling like I never want to be apart (part) (yeah)
This gonna be a long night
No sleep no rest
Don’t hit me up
[Refrain]
We broke down to the Night Show
(to the Nightshow)
We broke down to the Night Show
(to the Nightshow)
We broke down to the Night Show
(to the Nightshow)
We broke down to the Night Show
(yeah, yeah)
[Hook]
I just be counting my dope (for real)
Sneaking in bags
When I‘m flipping my digits
I‘m making these bitches go woah for real (woah for real)
I just be counting my dope (for real)
Sneaking in bags
When I‘m flipping my digits
I‘m making these bitches go woah for real (woah for real
[Verse 2]
Feel like I’m a boss
You tryna get shot
They out of my vans (out my vans) (yeah)
And get out the trucks
Big shows in the Lot
I’m living it up
Don’t make any deals
My home is the club
Don’t make any sound
When I come around
Fiji in my pocket
Tryna make it out
Listen up (listen up)
We make it through the crowd
We in the night show
We break it down
[Refrain]
We broke down to the Night Show
(to the Nightshow)
We broke down to the Night Show
(to the Nightshow)
We broke down to the Night Show
(to the Nightshow)
We broke down to the Night Show
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Hook]
I just be counting my dope (for real)
Sneaking in bags
When I‘m flipping my digits
I‘m making these bitches go woah for real (woah for real)
I just be counting my dope (for real)
Sneaking in bags
When I‘m flipping my digits
I‘m making these bitches go woah for real (woah for real) (woah for real)
I just be counting my dope (for real)
Sneaking in bags
When I‘m flipping my digits
I‘m making these bitches go woah for real (woah for real) (mhhh)
I just be counting my dope (for real)
Sneaking in bags
When I‘m flipping my digits
I‘m making these bitches go woah for real (woah for real) (mhhh)
(hey)
[Verse 1]
Yeah blessings on the pope (pope)
Nigga, cover my back
We’re rolling some dope (dope)
Do this for the killas
And the 100 dollar hoes (hoes)
Cause my niggas
And momma already know (straight up)
In a Benz, in a Coupe (in a Coupe)
In a trap house
Wе goin' through the roof
I got shit to lose
Gotta keep it cool
I got shit to do (do)
Carter Gang, yеah we have to move (have to move, yeah)
Drove in the city with my eyes closed
Fell in love with the night show (night show)
Crazy Girls poppin’ AOD
Only looking at the mirror
"What about me? " (yeah)
Niggas pullin’ up the Glocks and the zines (yah)
Put me on the gram and the magazines
Pull your level up
I’m going hard (yeah)
I’m feeling like I never want to be apart (part) (yeah)
This gonna be a long night
No sleep no rest
Don’t hit me up
[Refrain]
We broke down to the Night Show
(to the Nightshow)
We broke down to the Night Show
(to the Nightshow)
We broke down to the Night Show
(to the Nightshow)
We broke down to the Night Show
(yeah, yeah)
[Hook]
I just be counting my dope (for real)
Sneaking in bags
When I‘m flipping my digits
I‘m making these bitches go woah for real (woah for real)
I just be counting my dope (for real)
Sneaking in bags
When I‘m flipping my digits
I‘m making these bitches go woah for real (woah for real
[Verse 2]
Feel like I’m a boss
You tryna get shot
They out of my vans (out my vans) (yeah)
And get out the trucks
Big shows in the Lot
I’m living it up
Don’t make any deals
My home is the club
Don’t make any sound
When I come around
Fiji in my pocket
Tryna make it out
Listen up (listen up)
We make it through the crowd
We in the night show
We break it down
[Refrain]
We broke down to the Night Show
(to the Nightshow)
We broke down to the Night Show
(to the Nightshow)
We broke down to the Night Show
(to the Nightshow)
We broke down to the Night Show
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Hook]
I just be counting my dope (for real)
Sneaking in bags
When I‘m flipping my digits
I‘m making these bitches go woah for real (woah for real)
I just be counting my dope (for real)
Sneaking in bags
When I‘m flipping my digits
I‘m making these bitches go woah for real (woah for real) (woah for real)