Katy Night Lyrics – Lil 3Xk
Singer: Lil 3Xk
Title: Katy Night
{Verse 1: GHOSTEE Boi} Aye yeah aye yeah aye yeah aye yeah
Hit from the back while im grabbin on her hair lil b#tch are u dummy I don’t really think its funny i got hoes that wanna f#ck me i got dudes who wanna jump I don’t no relations i just wanna make this money yeah pull up with a pistol imma whip then I’ll diss u yeah b#tches think when they leave that im gonna miss u
Had to make a track about this sh#t
I don’t really got a f#cking option bout this sh#t
b#tches tell i be acting like a kid b#tch u should to say that sh#t when u in ditch b#tch
b#tches telling to quit this idgaf bout yo option b#tch running like a trackstar got a f#cking box full broken hearts load the long clip into this Glock i got lasers up on the top part b#tches saying I can’t rap f#cking heart b#tches snap i dont heart b#tches snap i dont heart b#tches who got heart b#tch i got a f#cking heart i shoot u up then i leave the park
{verse 2: yung.nic}yeah yeah ong yung nic in this b#tch you know the vibes yeah yeah yeah yeah that boy he a shooter roll round in my scooter im hot like a girl that be working at hooter yo girl gave me brain like a mf tutor
I might just go brazy she sucked me all up and that sh#t had me lazy i popped a few percs and that sh#t had me hazy i like when a b#tch is a little bit crazy they call me a god sh#t im feeling like hades im dropping these buckets like tracy mcgrady
Dior my shoes and my shirt he talking sh#t he got popped like perc deep in yo b#tch i put dick in her skirt i fw yo shawty she call me a flirt i been on my grind b#tch i’m balling like durk i hop in the foreign turn left and i skrt all of y’all shitty im talking bout turd
{verse 4: Pop Jhunnid} Deep in the bag can’t f#ck with a hoe only get better these b#tches want more she want me to eat her i can’t cuz im kicking with bro u think that i want her i only want bread n#gg#s be mad bout a b#tch n#gg# check what i said f#ck that lil barbie her #ss can be dead i could careless for a b#tch that want me to pay for her clothes cop a new rollie thats making me cold spoling myself the money and dont even fold check on yo b#tch a n#gg# been making her fold hopped in a demon we drift off the lot doing a 280 we running from cops pulled up the lambo we chosen a whip only because the bands legit
{ verse 5: Dreyk0} you is a b#tch run up on you made you sh#t yo pants idgaf b#tch i stay at home sit on my #ss and im still making bands got yo b#tch in my brand new droptop yeah we crusing our friends b#tch you is sad u ain’t got no friends in the future gon be whipping the Benz in the future cartier on my lens
{verse 6: SmokEy clOud} yeah aye people talk sh#t bout my motherf#cking crew but i know that these n#gg#s can’t do what i do and i hope that they know we be cold like the flu so if i catch you slippin tf u gonna do i will call your #ss cuz i can not f#ck with you n#gg#s be tripping ain’t talking bout shoes they asking for handouts thats something i can’t do im stacking these bands and that sh#t hitting the roof im getting my drip and that sh#t flood yo whole school
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