All Nighters Testo

Testo All Nighters

Performed by Yukmouth, Kuzzo Fly, T Lew, Dru Down & Boss Tone.

(Intro)
Hold up, hold up, hold up
Hold up, hold up, hold up
Dragon Gang bang bang nigga
Regime life

(Hook)
Look, graveyard shift, posted on the late night
While you niggas sleepin, I’ll be tryna get my cake right
I’m doin all nighters, doin all nighters
Graveyard shift, I’m a hard grinder

(Verse)
Birdman, big timer
Bird talk bitch, I’m doin all nighters
White girl, roll China
Choppin hard, wipe my razor, chop it in the buy, blow yo high
Scarface, I started as a small timer
From the driver to the boss, that’s a hard grinder
You bums funny as shit, call it Richard Prior
Show me the money bitch, I’m like Jerry McGuire
Trap open 24, you getting sleep, we getting dough
Tell em hi but get em low
Let em go and get some mo
Wolfgang Yuk, I’m doing magic on the kitchen stove
Rollin dice on the kitchen floor,
You getting sleep – we getting dough
(Verse)
No sleep, fresh drawers and some fresh socks
Same feel for 3 days, check the trap spots
When I hear em come to stow, pint of Hennessey
Couple bags of swishas, let me get a lemon squeezed
Young shooters with me in a 4 door grease
Just drop the sack out, make sure my family eat
Tryna get back money, Robert DeNiro heat
Racks on top of racks then move to South Beach
No doors, it’s nothing bout it and I’m poppin in
All night got jail on a 3 piece
White boy, I’m ridin round and I’m getting it
30 night runs til I see 6 figures

(Hook x2)
Look, graveyard shift, posted on the late night
While you niggas sleepin, I’ll be tryna get my cake right
I’m doin all nighters, doin all nighters
Graveyard shift, I’m a hard grinder

(Verse)
25-8, 3-66
You can catch me pullin all nighters, rockin with the pigs
You can catch me in that 4, to that 5, to that 6
Ice City cold nights on that late night shift
DOI, on the top, on my take flight shit
Own any motherfucker tryna take my shit
Boy yo at the club look, I’m nowhere to be found
‘Cause I’m waiting for that worm to get his ass up out the ground
I’m a hard grinder, shine white
Fuckin with these hoes but got my name with that hard white
When that sun going up – that’s when I’m going in
And when it’s going down, here we go again

(Verse)
I’m on that all nighter, that suicidal, that grinder mission
Hold up here but that car dippin, never sippin, just take a picture
Of this block husalah, you muthafuckas
Get right or get left or go 6 feet under
I’m like that storm thunder, and yea I’m hot like summer
Throwin kicks like Jackie Chan to my little nubster
Like young good store, nigga to write them straight bacard
While I ride in something new, bumping some of that old school
Ain’t no big weaves, bornin on car TV’s
Super grinder hustle that piff, mag daddy bus stop
I’m no sucka, I’ll bust yo head over the bread
Remember what I said? Always gotta get it in

(Hook x2)
Look, graveyard shift, posted on the late night
While you niggas sleepin, I’ll be tryna get my cake right
I’m doin all nighters, doin all nighters
Graveyard shift, I’m a hard grinder

(Verse)
Graveyard late shift, white girl cake mix
9 stretched to 27, headed to 36
Gymnastic triple flips, how could I call it quits?
He callin bout a brick, I got a line on that 90%
This how I represent, money earn, money spend
Double cuff, duffle stuffed with the 6 presidents
Weezed around my residence,
You wasn’t reppin hard,
We don’t rap unless it’s wet, crack got the jelly jaw

(Verse)
I’ve been doing this too long, got kanko back now
New era ace cap, Levi jeans pal
Meanwhile on the iPhone 5, what a big pow, grindin on the i5,
Losers always wanna stop me cuz I’m movin shit like a porta body
Young John Gotti with a big shatty, nobody
I don’t mean nobody can’t stop me
Ain’t no fish to deuce, ain’t even no problems
I take that, I won’t bruh

(Verse)
Ey, meet me by the stove bruh
Turkeys bags in the back pack, call them co-cuts
I don’t give no fronts
If I don’t know you then it’s no mol
Stock is big, Rick Walsh, move chickens with no sauce
There’s no cut, I’m a DJ with no cun
Man I could rock a party, but I rock up whole ones
Pull up to that trap spot, bitch white, bitch hot
All that ice got me feelin like I run the D spot