Night Time Ima Pick the Right Time Nba Youngboy Lyrics by Nba Youngboy. The song name is Ryte Night which is sung by Nba Youngboy
Night Time Ima Pick the Right Time Nba Youngboy Lyrics
[chorus]
Nighttime, I’m up at the right time, uh, uh
Sewer damage, I say he get piped now
Demon baby, killin’ shit on sight now
Money crazy, stay with least a hundred thousand
Loaded, n^^^a know I’m in his b^^^h just like I’m ben fields (yeah)
Straight out them trenches but I still be with that shit still
I’m out the roof, I’m steady bootin’, I’m off of three pills (woah, woah)
Like, b^^^h, you sleep, get left deceased, you know it’s been real
[intro]
(who made this shit?)
(taytay made the beat)
Uh, uh
For real flexin’, let’s go, woah, go
Boss, go, real big boss, go
Believe that, b^^^h n^^^a
[verse 1]
Channеl 2, bodies, get ’em stеpped on (get ’em stepped on)
The joke’s on you, you dissed, now you gettin’ repped on
She a trap b^^^h, she know how to change tones (yeah)
Real grave diggers, doin’ contracts off the same phone
What the knowledge is? Bust a check in his dome
F^ck how them coppers feel, stick any one I left home
Get put up, we don’t stand down, we gon’ kill ’em what the city say?
But I’m gon’ let ’em slide, I’m just gon’ catch him and stomp in his face
[chorus]
Uh, nighttime, I’m up at the right time, uh, uh
Sewer damage, I say he get piped now
Demon baby, killin’ shit on sight now
Money crazy, stay with least a hundred thousand
Loaded, n^^^a know I’m in his b^^^h just like I’m ben fields (yeah)
Straight out them trenches, but I still be with that shit still
I’m out the roof, I’m steady bootin’, I’m off of three pills (woah, woah)
Like, b^^^h, you sleep, get left deceased, you know it’s been real
[verse 2]
Gladiator, catch him slippin’, zip a hater
Cameras out there, I won’t fade ’em
Burners out now, top say face ’em
Rich forever, no schwarzenegger
Diamond face, that’s a terminator
Diamond face like I work a pager
Diamonds worth are forever greater
Big b, this is murder business
See ’em watchin’, I can’t cut the cable
Knock on the table, I gotta excuse myself
B^^^h n^^^a, you don’t need no pacer
Strapped down, and he doped up
Through the date, only way I’m gon’ make it
Lookin’ down on these p%ssy n^^^as, jocin’ off of these hoes that’s hatin’
[chorus]
Uh, nighttime, I’m up at the right time, uh, uh
Sewer damage, I say he get piped now
Demon baby, killin’ shit on sight now
Money crazy, stay with least a hundred thousand
Loaded, n^^^a know I’m in his b^^^h just like I’m ben fields (yeah)
Straight out them trenches, but I still be with that shit still
I’m out the roof, I’m steady bootin’, I’m off of three pills (woah, woah)
Like, b^^^h, you sleep, get left deceased, you know it’s been real