Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Late Nights, artist - Burna Bandz
Date of issue: 31.03.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Late Nights |
What’s the price, to live this life |
To live this life, oh my life |
Money on my mind, on my mind |
What’s the price, Wass Gang |
Ouu ouu ouuuu, ouu ouu ouuuu |
She just wanna turn up baby i be home tonight |
Burna bandz |
Late night, what’s the price |
Trappin, finessin, and juggin all my life |
Up in the kitchen gotta whip it right |
And i’d done seen the life before i lived it money on my mind |
How you gonna shine if you ain’t gonna put in time |
She just want my time but baby i be on my grind |
You see these niggas they ain’t real, they in disguise |
Late night, what’s the price |
Late nights, what’s the price |
If it’s more than ten bands then them door’s get flied |
These niggas they switch up, they switch up for a price |
Take that loyalty right to the heart, it got no price |
Gotta keep it on me in my city it ain’t nice |
Before I lived that life I’d already done seen that life |
They love you when you down |
When you up it change your nigga mind |
Free the gang, they tryna separate us with time |
And I can’t give her all my time is gon' fuck up my grind |
My youngins really on it they just steady tryna ride |
My niggas they some shooters, ain’t scared to let it go on sight |
Sitting in the trap and man it’s been a couple nights |
And I’m feeling dirty but my pockets looking right |
I ain’t tryna wife her but she mines just for the night |
Lil bro hit me up like I need the pole for the night |
So I let him perk’s it don’t say a word when you slide |
Late night, what’s the price |
Trappin, finessin, and juggin all my life |
Up in the kitchen gotta whip it right |
And i’d done seen the life before i lived it money on my mind |
How you gonna shine if you ain’t gonna put in time |
She just want my time but baby i be on my grind |
You see these niggas they ain’t real, they in disguise |
Late night, what’s the price |
Cruisers, cruising |
Fourteen on the strip with a rubben |
These times are just all minor |
Outta town to tell my guardian |
Never had no time to party and |
Never had no time to follow friends |
Let me just run up them bands |
Baby I’m better than all your mans |
She went from five to ten |
Met her at five and ten |
Made her start finding them |
I deal with 5's and 10's |
Racking it up, dodging the cuffs |
Not tryna get knocked again |
I took his bitch, took her down south |
Then gave her back again |
Hou' nippin' again |
Hou' outta town again |
I got 'em panickin' |
They cannot handle it |
You don’t put in no work |
Ain’t doing no dirt |
Tell me what’s happenin' |
Why is you hangin' |
Why is you bangin' |
Throw in my cash like mannin' |
Off the muscle the baggin' |
Walk out the trap I’m laughing |
And I’m doing the dash and shit |
I went straight from a half to zip |
Get the package and vanish it |
I be up on the graveyard shift |
Late night traffickin' |
Late night, what’s the price |
Trappin, finessin, and juggin all my life |
Up in the kitchen gotta whip it right |
And i’d done seen the life before i lived it money on my mind |
How you gonna shine if you ain’t gonna put in time |
She just want my time but baby i be on my grind |
You see these niggas they ain’t real, they in disguise |
Late night, what’s the price |