Lyrics All Night Flight - Gucci Mane, Jose Guapo, Mpa Duke

All Night Flight

Already got the pints and the baby bottles
We just need the sprites guap call the models
We got all the weed we got all the molly
And we got your bitch running round the lobby
She on a all night flight 24 hours
We want that money and respect, here come the power
And if you really want that check get it by the hour
Blowing on that OG kush we don’t do the sour
Uh, Activas, lean, we got pints of syrup
Like a tennis match bitch we can’t wait to serve
Bad yellow bitch ride it like a new Ferrari
Like Ciara she just wanna have a body party
Took 3 missiles she gon boot up on a gram of molly
We smoke OG nigga not blue dream
Sippin' on Easter Pink, OverD on Codeine
That dirty muddy yeah we pouring its just me and my buddy
Its too early in the morning its like 9:30
That tommy gun, 100 rounds them niggas gon' get to running'
I’m running round the lobby gonna hit me something
All we need is the sprite and the ice in the styrofoam cup
Got 2 cups they stuffed up, Og we rolling up
Get fucked up, we so up, big blunt don’t give a fuck we stuff crust we stuff
crust
Already got the pints and the baby bottles
We just need the sprites Guap call the models
We got all the weed we got all the molly
And we got your bitch running round the lobby
She on a all night flight 24 hours
We want that money and respect, here come the power
And if you really want that check get it by the hour
Blowing on that OG kush we don’t do the sour
You would think this a bitch cause she always rolling
45 on my hip you know I’m always totin' stuff crusting' OG longway smokin'
And we sip a lot of lean we always pouring and if it ain’t the Act I don’t want
it
Want the opposite of fast nigga slow motion
Hit yo bitch from the back it feel like a ocean
And I let her ride my dick it feel like a roller coaster
Bitch you know I’m gucci I’m plugged in with Jose
Plug he from Cali but he fuck with me the longway
Point blank range nigga it will be a cold case
Waiting on the call from the to give me the O-K
Already got the pints and the baby bottles
We just need the sprites guap call the models
We got all the weed we got all the molly
And we got your bitch running round the lobby
She on a all night flight 24 hours
We want that money and respect, here come the power
And if you really want that check get it by the hour
Blowing on that OG kush we don’t do the sour