Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ryte Night, artist - Never Broke Again. Date of issue: 30.10.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Ryte Night |
| Who made this shit? |
| TayTay made the beat |
| Uh, uh |
| For real flexin', let’s go, woah, go |
| Boss, go, real big boss, go |
| Believe that bitch nigga |
| Nighttime, I’m up at the right time, uh, uh |
| Sewer damage, I say he get piped now |
| Demon baby, killin' shit on sight now |
| Money crazy, stay with least a hunnid thousand |
| Loaded, nigga know I’m in his bitch just like I’m Ben Fields (Yeah) |
| Straight out them trenches but I still be with that shit still |
| I’m out the roof, I’m steady foldin', I’m off of three pills (Woah, woah) |
| Like, bitch, you sleep, get left deceased, you know it’s been real |
| Tryna talk, bodies gettin' stepped on (Gettin' stepped on) |
| The joke’s on you, you diss, now you gettin' repped on |
| She a trap bitch, she know how to change tones (Yeah) |
| Real grave diggas doin' clutch off the same phone |
| With nine inch heels, buss a check in his dome |
| Fuck how them coppers feel, stick any one I left, uh |
| Get put up when I’m stayin' down, don’t kill 'em with the city state |
| But I’m gon' let 'em slide, I’m just gon' catch him and stomp in his face |
| Uh, nighttime, I’m up at the right time, uh, uh |
| Sewer damage, I say he get piped now |
| Demon baby, killin' shit on sight now |
| Money crazy, stay with least a hunnid thousand |
| Loaded, nigga know I’m in his bitch just like I’m Ben Fields (Yeah) |
| Straight out them trenches but I still be with that shit still |
| I’m out the roof, I’m steady foldin', I’m off of three pills (Woah, woah) |
| Like, bitch, you sleep, get left deceased, you know it’s been real |
| Gladiator, catch him slippin', zip a hater |
| Cameras out there, I won’t fade 'em |
| Burners out here, toxic face 'em |
| Rich forever, no Schwarzeneggar |
| Diamond face, that’s a Terminator |
| Diamond face like I work a pager |
| Diamonds worth are forever greater |
| Big B, this is murder business |
| Sittin', watchin', I can’t take the K |
| Not goin', Tay, I gotta excuse myself |
| Bitch nigga, you don’t need no face |
| Strapped down, I need both thots |
| Through the date on the day I’m gon' make it |
| Lookin' down on these pussy niggas |
| Jokin', all of these hoes hatin' |
| Uh, nighttime, I’m up at the right time, uh, uh |
| Sewer diamonds, I say he get piped now |
| Demon baby, killin' shit on sight now |
| Money crazy, stay with least a hunnid thousand |
| Loaded, nigga know I’m in his bitch just like I’m Ben Fields (Yeah) |
| Straight out them trenches but I still be with that shit still |
| I’m out the roof, I’m steady foldin', I’m off of three pills (Woah, woah) |
| Like, bitch, you sleep, get left deceased, you know it’s been real |