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niteboi
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Let's get it
Okay, we back up in this bitch, once again
Today, I want to discuss how we allow the pens to play
Extensive range, make other rappers want to put their pens away
Now, you know, I always had expensive taste
So, in the beats and in the rhymes, I try to replicate
Got designer tee's? Well, I got designer VST's
Angelic sound deities, I'm hearin' 'em in my dreams, and I cannot even speak (Why?)
'Cause the level I'm on had always felt so out of reach
The 13-year-old me would be so proud of Nite
For everything he doin', for everything that he might
I might blow quicker than how these bitches be switchin' they niggas
That line ain't really fit but, you get the picture
Yeah, take it over, celebrate by sippin' the liquor
The slickest motherfuckers y'all done seen since Rick'ta
Overkillin' all in sight, totin' a vector
I'm the same person everywhere, just like Hector, uh
But this Niteboi, I skrrt off in my night toy
Hit Akina Pass, I'm blastin' like an astroid
You want it? Ask for it
Don't forget your passport to fly your ass out to me for your last war
End of the class course, dismissed (Yea- Yea- Yea- Yeah)
Bitch
Who them niggas is that be slayin' on each beat?
Flip it every week just like Evil Knieve' be
They ain't on the corner, they seekin to keep peace
Nite and Z, tell me, who beats can be hot as this?
Man, who them niggas is that be slayin' on each beat?
Make that ass shake, I skeet, skeet on each cheek
Fanny pomegranate, so sweet it's like peach tea
Nite and Z, tell me, who beats can be hot as this?
Say you need some beats, I got you in a heartbeat
Fallin' asleep, y'all niggas tired the raunchy
Tried to cheat, you niggas been hypin' the wrong qi
Pardon me, I want to energize society
All of these, hit takin' wannabes
Please have wonder piece, I'm talkin' more than how hot is your jeans
Obviously, honestly you can't keep up with me
Hyperbole, this shit is my now, it's for the keep
It's for the seats, it's for everything we ever peeped opposed to we
It's for every car low to the street, yeah
You can- You can keep the cash, you can't buy this swag
Keep that Fendi too, fuck them Birken bags
We off the grid baby, no signal
The way we been evolvin', might say it's impossible
I dabble in the rap, I'm in love with the drum dribble
I'm faster than you cats, why you chasing them bits and kibbles?
Passive emotional, baby, I need tickles
Bring that ass here, let me jiggle it 'til I giggle (Haha)
(Yea- Yea- Yea- Yeah, louder)
Who them niggas is that be slayin' on each beat?
Flip it every week just like Evil Knieve' be
They ain't on the corner, they seekin to keep peace
Nite and Z, tell me, who beats can be hot as this?
Man, who them niggas is that be slayin' on each beat?
Make that ass shake, I skeet, skeet on each cheek
Fanny pomegranate, so sweet it's like peach tea
Nite and Z, tell me, who beats can be hot as this?
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