Long Nights, in the trap, it got a ni**a sickIt got a ni**a this, farYes it did, yes it did, yes I didBut be clearI just pulled up to TD in I8If we all getting money than why hateSmoove Heasy the renty like why waitWe the hottest in the tri-stateMy ni**a got’ raise up the crime rateIf you try to play with meSo don’t play with me (yeah, yeah, yeah)Pull up to the party, gasolineWho’s coming in? Like all of usI’m from a town where we pour the henny in double cupsIt’s enough henny for all of usWe getting money we mix the Buscemi with all of the Fendi designer stuffJust pulled 20k, I’ve been getting my wayTop down in the wraith, baddie giving me face
AP from a touch down, I just pulled from a chaseShout out my lawyer, he just beat my caseLong Nights, in the trap, it got a ni**a sickIt got a ni**a this, farYes it did, yes it did, yes I didBut be clearBe clear when I say in Allah I got faith I ain’t jacking a lot of you ni**asGot the ice on my neck call me Bobby Boucher, reach and I pull the triggerI don’t care who fake I f**k with the real, I roll around with my hitters, hitters, hitters, hittersBe clear when I say in Allah I got faith I ain’t jacking a lot of you ni**asGot the ice on my neck call me Bobby Boucher, reach and I pull the triggerI don’t care who fake I f**k with the real, I roll around with my hitters, hitters, hitters, hittersLong Nights, in the trap, it got a ni**a sickIt got a ni**a this, farYes it did, yes it did, yes I didBut be clear