Another Late Night Lyrics Credits
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[Intro: Drake]
(Grow up, nigga)
Grrah, grrah, ayy
This lil’ Drizzy reppin’ ‘Crete, ayy
My brother Capo from the way, he from the street, ayy
Wanna fuck with me? Well, baby, I’m discreet, ayy
[Verse 1: Drake]
Ayy, thinkin’ ’bout this pill I took, pillow talkin’
Shawty rinsin’ Dillon Brooks, can’t believe this nigga talkin’, damn
My bank account is magnolia, Milly rockin’, ayy
Weirdos in my comments talkin’ ’bout some Millie Bobby, look
Bring them jokes up to the gang, we get to really flockin’
Or send a finger to your mama in some FedEx boxes
Open up that shit, it’s jaw droppin’, really shockin’, ayy
I ain’t pretty flacko, bitch, this shit get really rocky, ayy, what? Damn, what?
Dirty how I did him in the Wraith, what? Say
She actin’ Hollywood, this ain’t L.A., no way
She a pretty little liar like she Shay, but that’s bae
Long as she don’t lie to me, then it’s okay
[Chorus: Drake & Lil Yachty]
It’s just another late night with my bitch, ayy
Just another late night with my bitch, ayy (With my bitch)
And I hate to even call her ass my bitch, ayy (Yeah, my bitch)
‘Cause I love that ho, don’t even make no sense, man (Pssh, pssh)
Just another late night with my dawg (Pssh, with my dawg)
Just another late night with my bitch (Pssh, with my bitch)
And we ridin’ ’round tryna make sense (Make sense)
Of whatever comes first, it comes next (Yeah, blatt)
[Break: Lil Yachty]
Hm, hm (Grrah, pssh), hm (Yeah, pssh), hm (Yeah, pssh)
Hm, hm (Pssh), hm (Concrete), hm
Huh, yeah (Pssh), huh, yeah, yeah, huh (Pssh)
[Break: Lil Yachty]
Hm, hm (Grrah, pssh), hm (Yeah, pssh), hm (Yeah, pssh)
Hm, hm (Pssh), hm (Concrete), hm
Huh, yeah (Pssh), huh, yeah, yeah, huh (Pssh)
[Chorus: Drake & Lil Yachty]
It’s just another late night with my bitch, ayy
Just another late night with my bitch, ayy (With my bitch)
And I hate to even call her ass my bitch, ayy (Yeah, my bitch)
‘Cause I love that ho, don’t even make no sense, man (Pssh, pssh)
Just another late night with my dawg (Pssh, with my dawg)
Just another late night with my bitch (Pssh, with my bitch)
And we ridin’ ’round tryna make sense (Make sense)
Of whatever comes first, it comes next (Yeah, blatt)
End of the Lyrics
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