After Hours

It’s after hours and these bitches still smoking
It’s after hours and my niggas still smoking
It’s after hours and my dick is fucking poking, bitch
I’m trying to fuck on all yo friends if you ain’t notice-
Hoe you too classy I like funky, trashy bitches
I’m fucking raw bitch I ain’t worried about consequences
I’m in your city tryna fuck for 30 minutes damn
Can a nigga bust a nut all on yo ceilings
She wanna know my credit score and all my business
Girl what’s yo vision can you see me pushing Benz’s
Shit, me either, I’m too drunk girl I’m to ignant
I got some niggas in my trunk they know they finished
I brought narcotics to yo spot like I suppose to
I gave yo bitch a bump it brought us a lil closer
Goddamn nigga, what’s that fucking strange odor
In the trunk of my sister’s range rover
I know some bitches that’s been trying to remain sober
Now they regret me if my niggas came over
Bitch I got powder for them hoes who quit smoking
And I got Addy for them kids who can’t focus
It’s after hours and my niggas still doping
It’s after hours and my niggas still smoking
It’s after hours and these bitches still smoking
It’s after hours and my niggas still smoking
It’s after hours and my dick is fucking poking, bitch
I’m trying to fuck on all yo friends if you ain’t notice bitch