Nightrat

By BONES

On Saturn

Released on February 23, 2013

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[Verse]

Nightrat, motherfucker, I don't rap motherfucker

Flow blasts on suckers, graveyard rolling blunts, so

They all know my name, they all know my aim

Land and a mansion, living life for my team

Got my eye to the sky, clouds rolling in

Bring the storm, let it roar

When I rap, make it pour

White noise on the screen, Bones on the creep

Now you sleep in the fridge, one slash make 'em freeze

Not trying to be cool, not trying to be sick

Not trying to be dope, bitch it's just the way I is

2-006. At the crib sipping Cris', Jacob Jeweler on my wrist

Lotta stones, let it glisten

Stereo slapping, penthouse napping

Black leather couch, gold tray full of ashes

Cherry oak cabinet, drugs I'm ashing

Smoking by myself. Tryna hit it? Can't have it

Find me in the back. Alleyway rat

Torn up jeans with a razor in my pack

Long hair, flip it back. House shoes, kick it back

Fresh lemonade in my mason glass

See, imma shake patrol, imma break the dash

Cop lights in the corner of my eye, let 'em pass

Too young for bars, still ain't got no car

Motherfuck your favorite rapper tryna play the star

Throw us money up high, get that ass down low

Til' you lose all your money, and you wish you woulda know

When you young and you dumb and you rich blowin' dough

20 years down the road, now you motherfuckin' broke

Now you old and you broke, 20 years down the road

Now you wish you woulda know, now you wish you woulda know

Wish you woulda know. Yuh, what, yeah


[Bridge]

Okay

Riding by myself. Well, really not really

So heavy in the trunk, make the car pop a wheelie

Chandelier ceiling, pay-per-view billing

Summer Slam '98, big television

Okay

Riding by myself. Well, really not really

So heavy in the trunk, make the car pop a wheelie