Long Nights Smoove'L

[Intro]
(Ambience)
Hmm, hmm, hmm
(That's not a problem, let’s do it)
Yeah

[Chorus]
A hunnid bands, that's why I got rubber bands
Sixty in the Louis bag, you won't understand
She want a man but she used to sub a man
I pull up sharin’, streets hotter, just make a [?] (Hmm, hmm)
I'm drippin' head to feet, I be dressin' real neat
Ridin' in the RR, fuck around and make a hit
I'm ten floors up, havin' ménages
Nobody want it with me, point out my target (Hmm, hmm)

[Verse 1]
I like my bitch in Dior classics, she the real deal
Been with me since I ain't have shit
I might pull up in a Benzy, I ain’t average
Niggas know that I’m not friendly, I cause havoc
I can't be the same as these niggas ’cause my body different
They get mad and change, ain't my fault I told your ass to listen
I got zero tolerance, them boys better not be dissin'
I'm from out that four, you should know I got them killers spinnin’ (Uh-huh)