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freestyle - lil nightlight lyrics

[verse 1: lil nightlight, ronak]
heavy artillery b*tch, i’m operating on a tank
n*gga, i’m tired of these carts, i’m trying to smoke up on some dank
i keep paper money, just ‘cause i don’t be trustin’ the bank
if money was a book, i’m harry potter with the pages blank
i just kick it with the day*one’s, all them other folks be lame
if you think i’ll lend you money, your ass must be huffing paint
i rep tampa bay, i ain’t talkin laurent, i’m from the saint
if you taxing, i’m takin’ my bucks another place
i got so high the other day, i thought i done hit outer sp*ce
she ain’t gotta have no ass, i only care about the face
last time i madе a diss track was before i got slapped by jaycе
if you listen to nettspend, then get the f*ck up out the way
i don’t think this beat hittin’ enough, i think it needs more bass
ladies hit me up, i need a girl, my pops thinking i’m g*y
homeboy played this in the bando, that sh*t turned to a blaze

[bridge: lil nightlight]
homeboy played this in the bando, that sh*t turned to a blaze
homeboy played this in the bando, that sh*t turned to a

[verse 2: ronak, lil nightlight]
yeah, we gon spin yo block, fn with that 5 chop, yuh
if jonah made the beat, you know that sh*t ‘bout to pop
f*ck with jonah f*ck with me you know thats always how we rock
i ain’t tryna smoke no crack, i ain’t tryna smoke no rock
ion give a f*ck about your bad day, b*tch u bad
all i’m trying to do is smoke up on that green, on that gas
man i’m sh*tting on this beat, this sh*t smelling like some trash
man i’m clapping on this beat, get to clapping like some ass
shake that ass up on me, better hope that sh*t don’t f*cking stank
better hide out ‘till i find you, like your name is anne frank
b*tch you know that i’m green, i’ma make it off that bank
yuh, me and ronak goin’ stupid, smokin’ on that dank
b*tch you thought that i was done?
b*tch i do this sh*t for fun
i don’t give a f*ck what no one say, ‘cause i’ma be the one
make a n*gga sh*t his britches, make a f*ck n*gga run
at the end of this sh*t, i’m gon’ be number one yeah
[outro: lil nightlight]
at the end of this sh*t, i’m gon’ be number one
make a n*gga sh*t his britches, make a f*ck n*gga run
at the end of this sh*t, i’m gon’ be number one, yeah

- lil nightlight lyrics

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