Late night Lyrics – Summrs

Read the full Late night lyrics by Summrs along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Summrs’s music, you can also explore Money Addict and Front Row, two other songs by Summrs.

[Intro]
It’s mafia
RIP DarooBaby

[Verse]
It’s just me and my gun in this b!tch
It’s just me and my—
It’s just me and my gun in this b!tch
It’s just me and my gun in this b!tch, it’s just me and my gun in this b!tch (Late night)
Watching out for opps that be creeping (Late night)
I fill his b!tch up with my semen (Late night)
I gotta watch out ’cause opps creeping
If they try it, I’ma empty the clip
If they try it, I’ma make ’em stop breathing (Late night, late night)
If you leave with me tonight, it’s gon’ be the best night you ever had
Yeah, the syrup got me in my bag, I got Hermès on the bed
I might fly this b!tch to Italy, you ain’t high as me, nah, literally (Oh-oh)
You ain’t fly as me, you ain’t high as me (I’m the only one, b!tch, I gotta be)
(It’s the mafia, Bird Business s*it, what you thought? Yeah)
Chrome Heart on the wheels, yeah, that’s how I feel, yeah
We ready to kill (What you thought? Ready to kill, what you thought?)
Boot up on molly all day
Went to sleep off my chain, had a dream, I was drowning, woke up at the lake, yeah
None of you n!ggas is safe, yeah
None of you n!ggas can eat the food that I eat eat off my plate, yeah (Ooh, ooh)
Let’s get to that paper
How come my b!tch pulled up and she safe? And she safe, yeah
I got his b!tch fu*king in a Wraith, in a Wraith, yeah, yeah
I’m in five-star restaurants eating steak, eating steak (Woah, w-woah)
(We on drügs, baby, you know we safe)
Russian roulette with the Devil, I got my finger on the trigger (Pow, pow)
I was just tryna get you to see the bigger picture (Ah, ah)
I’m a codeine sipper, you on no lean, n!gga
She do coke and molly until her nose bleed, n!gga
Yeah, we four deep, n!gga
We don’t know these n!ggas, we don’t know these n!ggas
You on police s*it, yeah

We got lots of drügs and they don’t mean s*it
Yeah, I’m on lean, b!tch, yeah
Woo, yeah, what you want from me?
Hold my gun for me
It’s just me and my b!tch and my gun, three deep
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah

[Outro]
Russian roulette with the Devil, I got my finger on the trigger (Pow, pow)
I was just tryna get you to see the bigger picture (Ah)
I’m a codeine sipper, you on no lean, n!gga
She do coke and molly until her nose bleed, n!gga (Ah, ah)
Yeah, we four deep, n!gga
We don’t know these n!ggas, we don’t— (Ah, ah)
Had to cut off my b!tch, that’s the way it’s finna get (Oh, oh)
That’s the way that that been done, I don’t know you, n!gga (Oh, oh)
I don’t fu*k with you, yeah, yeah, yeah (Ah, ah, ah-ah)
Baby, if I fu*k with you a lot, but you can’t get up in my thought, yeah
Then get to the (??) room and I’ll give you all I got, I can’t give you all I got