YoCo - Runnin Thru The Night (feat. TetroExqticss)

Now I'm just runnin' this shit
I need a pack, need a light
And I'm thumbin' through bricks
That's just tonight
Tomorrow bitch I'm in the zone
Call it Fight Night
Tomorrow bitch I'm in the zone
Call it Fight Night
Imma' call your bitch "open"
How her legs Stayin' to the side
And we in a wide body
You know this bitch got some size
I bring the gun to the knife fight
Bitch I broke the rules, yeah I know that's Some right
And I'm swerving lanes bitch I do it all night
Then I smoke the blunt I get so high
It's like I'm on a fuckin' runway
The way I got your bitch
She be lit, I call her a fuckin' playboy bunny
Now I'm just runnin' this shit
I need a pack, need a light
And I'm thumbin' through bricks
That's just tonight
Tomorrow bitch I'm in the zone
Call it Fight Night
Tomorrow bitch I'm in the zone
Call it Fight Night
Ball out like a Laker
Ex bitch a new man hater
Couldn't be me high as fuck just counting Paper
You see us in the night we in all black
We like the Raiders
Skrt' these Hemi's hot,
Yeah we Skrt' them like a skater
Hit your bitch like "Yachty", ain't no way I'm Finna date her
Now I'm just runnin' this shit
I need a pack, need a light
And I'm thumbin' through bricks
That's just tonight
Tomorrow bitch I'm in the zone
Call it Fight Night
Tomorrow bitch I'm in the zone
Call it Fight Night
Your ass be mad at Tetro, he fucked your bitch That's why
You know he down to slide, grab my 40' you Gone die
Pull up, we shootin shit right off your shoulder
Your bitch, she say she know us
She wanna smoke with us, you know that we b
Be smokin boulders
The opps up in the air, you can smell the fuckin Odor
Gunfire in the air, you know I love the aroma
Said he's stressin my momma, she say when You comin' home son
Now I'm just runnin' this shit
I need a pack, need a light
And I'm thumbin' through bricks
That's just tonight
Tomorrow bitch I'm in the zone
Call it Fight Night
Tomorrow bitch I'm in the zone
Call it Fight Night
We made it through the city
Made it in a Hemi
Now we gettin' down, Gettin' to the benjis'
Gotta hit em' with the runaround, how we run The town
Had to hit the fuckin' gas, bumper scraping Ground
Now I'm just runnin' this shit
I need a pack, need a light
And I'm thumbin' through bricks
That's just tonight
Tomorrow bitch I'm in the zone
Call it Fight Night
Tomorrow bitch I'm in the zone
Call it Fight Night

Written by:
Justin Bledsoe

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