LYRIC
Long Nights Lyrics by BabyTron & Certified Trapper, from the album “Out On Bond“, and Long Nights song lyrics are penned down by BabyTron & Certified Trapper.
Long Nights Lyrics
Long nights, I was on that block
Catchin’ heads, goin’ to school, dope boy knock
All them niggas play it crazy, got they ass popped
In the booth with an eighty, I ain’t gon’ lie
Niggas ain’t really havin’ motion, I ain’t gon’ lie
If the sheriffs get behind me in this car, yeah, I won’t stop
Hit the gloves and the mask every day ’til your ass drop
Big sack on me, nigga, I’m just tryna catch a pop
I don’t give a fuck who you witness, heard you testified
Drac’ with the switch on this bitch and it’s extra loud
Man, I really have my way in this fuckin’ town
I line his bitch ass up then put him down
Nigga, shut your bitch ass up, you still on that pound
Bitch pussy wetter than a bitch, yeah, I’m finna drown
I don’t give a fuck about this shit, I’ll put it down
Yeah, I really got them Gs, but I’ll come to put you down
Long nights, I was on that block
Catchin’ heads, goin’ to school, dopе boy knock
All them niggas play it crazy, got they ass popped
In thе booth with an eighty, I ain’t gon’ lie
Niggas ain’t really havin’ motion, I ain’t gon’ lie
If the sheriffs get behind me in this car, yeah, I won’t stop (Ayy, ayy, ayy, skrrt, skrrt)
Hit the gloves and the mask every day ’til your ass drop (Whew)
Drop a dub on your block like it’s the blacktop (Brrt)
Brought a ten in the school and had the staff shot (Shit)
You would think I get ’em gone, Bo swiped his crack rocks
Texas de Brazil all-you-can-eat, this ain’t no BlackRock (Yeah)
Out-of-town store green, we hit the jackpot
I done gotten better, had a pistol in my sandbox
Had a cough for a week, ask the doc, do she have Wock’?
Sentence would’ve been times ten, they found the stash spot (Swear)
All this jewelry on my body got me gold-blooded
7.62’s’ll turn a dread head to Joe Budden (Whew)
Cappin’ like we fam or somethin’, LOL, woah, cousin
Free Unky, used to beat the pot like it stole somethin’ (Free Unky)
Long nights, I was on that block
Catchin’ heads, goin’ to school, dope boy knock
All them niggas play it crazy, got they ass popped (Bow)
In the booth with an eighty, I ain’t gon’ lie
Niggas ain’t really havin’ motion, I ain’t gon’ lie
(No have, no have, no have)
If the sheriffs get behind me in this car, yeah, I won’t stop
Hit the gloves and the mask every day ’til your ass drop
Put on gloves and the mask every day ’til your ass drop
Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap
ShittyBoyz, DogShit Militia, what’s the deal, Certified?
SONG INFO:
Song: Long Nights
Artist: BabyTron & Certified Trapper
Album: Out On Bond (2023)
Lyrics: BabyTron & Certified Trapper
