Dead Lovell Night Lovell (Ft. Fifty Grand)

[Intro: Night Lovell]
Yeah
Yeah

[Verse 1: Night Lovell]
All black packs in the day
Bitch, you better get the fuck up out the way
Taking niggas to the back of the play
Plots to the shots, kill all damn day
Runnin' back, runnin' fast, never no gas
Bait when I’m runnin' with the shit from the past
All black kit, all black whip
Nigga move back, can’t touch that shit
No shit tryna show, nigga
See heat waves in the snow, trigga
Break through slow when I walk with the coat
Tell a fuck nigga move then I walk with the gold
Creep up slow to your mom house, nigga
Break down doors, fuck a White House, nigga
Lovell don’t play, when you see me in the day
Don’t test me, bitch, or your ass gon' pay

[Interlude: Fifty Grand]
I was right about everything, right about everything
I was right, I was right, I was right, I was right
I was right about everything
I was ri-, I was