Wild for the Night

[Ver1:]
Wake up feeling blessed up
Pistol on that dresser
Ain't afraid to show it
I'll expose it if i dress up
Riding in that testarossa
Nigga catch up
Sipping on that syrup till
I'm messed up like yea sir
So now i'm getting change
People looking at me strange
Like nigga switching lanes
Never changed, still the same
We fuck bitches, get paper
You fuck niggas on papers
We walk around with lasers
You probably own some tasers
Lame niggas disgrace us
They girlfriends want date us
Got different hoes, i'm pimpin hoes
You could tell by my paystubs
My niggas getting right
Smoking weed with dirty sprite
Going wild for the night
Fuck being polite
Finna wild out for the weekend
Me, myself, and i my three friends
Nigga feeling froggy, then leap in
Asap niggas finnna sneak in
Middle finger to the critics
Me and my nigga skrillex
You know we finna kill it
Asap we the trillest
You don't really want that glock boy
You don't really wanna feel them shots boy
You a b boy, i'm a block boy
I'm a d boy, i'm a hot boy
Six shots got me feeling like pac boy
Party all night, shit don't stop boy
Drunk as fuck and i'm ready to fight
Wildin' for the night
Fuck being polite boy.

[Hook:]
Wild for the night, fuck being polite
I'm going
Wild for the night, fuck being polite
I'm going
Wild for the night, fuck being polite
I'm going
Wild for the night, fuck being polite
I'm going.

[Ver2:]
It's the weekend
And i'm creepin with my niggas
Drunk and disrespectful,
Calling women bitches
I don't mean no harm
But won't you and your friends
Meet us in the cut
And we can do the business
God my witness that i only wanna kick it
And yo girl just said they with us
So we rolling in them benzes
Won't you blow it up
And stop the babysitting?
She got drunk as fuck
And swallowed all my kids
Back to the mac, tats on her back
Ass so fat, hit that from the back
When it clap from the back
She clapping it back
She flat on her back
And it's back to the track
Fuck yo pack, asap where it's at?
Fuck nigga act, get clap lay flat
Fuck yo dreams
Leave a fuck nigga dreaming
That's sweet
And you won't come back front of that
Benjamin 3 stack, it's a fact
She lives in my lap
On my aw aw cat (outkast)
Daddy fat sax bitches on my sack
And you know them soak and bitches blow
And reefer got me open
Wilding to the morning with my homies
Tell em where we going.

[Hook]