Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Serious Nights, artist - 67. Album song The 6, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 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 |
him |
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 |