rich dunk – latenight lyrics
[intro]
billion dollar baby entertainment (it’s dunk)
yeah
[chorus]
late night ridin’ with her and sh+t, i was late (ooh, grrt)
i’m not tryna get her pregnant, no, b+tch, not today (on god)
keep a pistol close by me ’cause n+ggas out here hatin’ (ooh, f+ck)
ain’t no sense in makin’ money if you let a n+gga take it (it’s dunk)
late night ridin’ with her and sh+t, i was late (ooh, sh+t)
i’m not tryna get her pregnant, no, b+tch, not today (on god)
keep a pistol close by me ’cause n+ggas out here hatin’ (ooh, f+ck)
ain’t no sense in makin’ money if you let a n+gga take it (sh+t)
[verse 1]
i know i done lotta wrong, but you cannot fault me for that (uh+uh)
yeah, i’m tryna get on my own ’cause n0body was helpin’ me out (thе f+ck?)
you don’t know about the lifestyle (on god)
you don’t know about thеm lights out, had your lil’ b+tch, i’ma pipe down
had to diss mister b+tch, she was wifed out (get on)
but that’s some expensive sh+t you get wiped out (baow)
i was down on my ass, had to climb out
on the block i did not have a traphouse (on god)
but the haters and police’ll watch out (yeah)
f+ck how they feelin’, i’m ’bout to go get it
shout+out to my n+gga, low price on the millions (for the low)
no, i never had it, i had to go get it
can i get her pregnant? that’s just how i’m feelin’ (on god)
put d+ck in her stomach, my wood say you k!ll me (come here)
shout+out to my momma, she wan’ make me different
shout+out to the rappin’, it became a livin’
i really blew up, i was trappin’, i did it (on god)
[chorus]
late night ridin’ with her and sh+t, i was late (ooh, grrt)
i’m not tryna get her pregnant, no, b+tch, not today (on god)
keep a pistol close by me ’cause n+ggas out here hatin’ (ooh, f+ck)
ain’t no sense in makin’ money if you let a n+gga take it (it’s dunk)
late night ridin’ with her and sh+t, i was late (ooh, sh+t)
i’m not tryna get her pregnant, no, b+tch, not today (on god)
keep a pistol close by me ’cause n+ggas out here hatin’ (ooh, f+ck)
ain’t no sense in makin’ money if you let a n+gga take it (sh+t)
[verse 2]
pistol be on me ’cause n+ggas be hungry
but i’m finna break, got me feelin’ like tony (on god)
i can’t trust in a b+tch, she gon’ suck on your d+ck
got the end of the night where you would be the l!ck (f+ck)
i’ll start with the seven, it’s better than six (f+ck)
swear i came from the bottom, but dunk with the wrist (it’s dunk)
your dawg gettin’ crazy, his homie a l!ck
keep about a four+five and extended the clip (fire, fire, baow)
boy, this sh+t gettin’ wicked, these n+ggas be snitchin’
k!llin’ over b+tches, have you ever asked your homeboy be a witness?
n+ggas start beef then start snitchin’
n+gga rob me? n+gga, not really
i’m the same n+gga, ain’t nothin’ new here (the f+ck?)
pain from the mud, now it’s good livin’ (haha)
b+tch, i’m up one, know you get the picture, n+gga (yeah, yeah)
[chorus]
late night ridin’ with her and sh+t, i was late (ooh, grrt)
i’m not tryna get her pregnant, no, b+tch, not today (on god)
keep a pistol close by me ’cause n+ggas out here hatin’ (ooh, f+ck)
ain’t no sense in makin’ money if you let a n+gga take it (it’s dunk)
late night ridin’ with her and sh+t, i was late (ooh, sh+t)
i’m not tryna get her pregnant, no, b+tch, not today (on god)
keep a pistol close by me ’cause n+ggas out here hatin’ (ooh, f+ck)
ain’t no sense in makin’ money if you let a n+gga take it (sh+t)
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