Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Serious Nights , by - 67. Song from the album The 6, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 05.07.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: 6ix7even
Song language: English
Serious Nights |
| Don’t get stabbed up then panic up when you’re blood’s spillin' |
| I’m a fuckin' savage, certified villain |
| If it ain’t bootings, then man tryna shred these niggas |
| I don’t ride with pumps or dickheads |
| Fuck these bitches, man’s more in love with figures |
| I’m in OT tryna get rich off pissheads |
| They love then deal, they say they’re wicked |
| Bro got snow but man needs a hard, so man needs to whip it |
| Stepped out naughty |
| Leg man down with a 40 |
| Man don’t tell no porkie pies, got big carbine for the war zone |
| It’s that simple, you re-up and sell it, I sport it |
| So don’t act mental |
| If you’ve been on edge don’t force it |
| No halfway crooks, we full-timers we don’t know about forfeit |
| Big stars at night tryna fly this corn straight through man’s orbit |
| Back then no vehicles, we pushbiked it or walked it |
| And the 15 shot was there for sale so the mandem bought it, live cash |
| Let’s lurk, it’s gonna be a serious night |
| Man step with serious pipes |
| Or splash up the place with serious knives |
| All of my 60s work (Work) |
| Birds still fly like kites |
| Jewels like water and ice when my 60s drill so we cop them pipes |
| Let’s lurk, it’s gonna be a serious night |
| Man step with serious pipes |
| Or splash up the place with serious knives |
| All of my 60s work (Work) |
| Birds still fly like kites |
| Jewels like water and ice when my 60s drill so we cop them pipes |
| VVS on me, stays lit like a Christmas tree |
| We score on the opps, so you know that’s victory |
| See me and gang up in VIP |
| How come you lack? |
| Got them things on me |
| Blades in and out and watch man leak |
| You don’t wanna win man’s leaks |
| I never backed down from beef |
| I’m always on in these streets |
| All of the opps dem know about me |
| 'Cause I done pressured them on these streets |
| 674's all over the beef |
| If I back that shotty take a off his feet |
| You can ask the opps about grief |
| If we got outside and do a serious scratchin', the doctor’s gonna have to patch |
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| My young nigga shoots but he’s shavin', give him big menthol patches |
| All of my 60s mashin', man get cash in, do a little splashin' |
| Ever said man said skengs dem crash, everyone’s talkin' 'bout crashin' |
| You don’t know about crashin' |
| Look at nines, .44, flatheads |
| Burgundy bells and the dots |
| But the black ones are the maddest |
| Thirty T shot, that’s a hazard |
| Lock off the road, cause traffic |
| Count 10 quid then I wrap it |
| I need me a hundred brackets |
| Let’s lurk, it’s gonna be a serious night |
| Man step with serious pipes |
| Or splash up the place with serious knives |
| All of my 60s work (Work) |
| Birds still fly like kites |
| Jewels like water and ice when my 60s drill so we cop them pipes |
| Let’s lurk, it’s gonna be a serious night |
| Man step with serious pipes |
| Or splash up the place with serious knives |
| All of my 60s work (Work) |
| Birds still fly like kites |
| Jewels like water and ice when my 60s drill so we cop them pipes |