Testi Up All Night - Jay Critch

Up All Night

Double cup on ice, off these perkies, I’mma be up all night\nI’mma be up all night (Hey)\nAyy\nDouble cup on ice, off these perkies, I’mma be up all night\n(I'mma be up all night off the percs)\nKnow the streets not nice, think twice 'fore you play with your life\nI been feelin' paranoid, got me runnin' red lights (Runnin' red lights)\nBack when I was doing wrong I was movin' so right (So right)\nNow I’m livin' so fast, still prayin' at night\nDon’t get caught up in the hype, we gon' spray it on sight (Boom, boom)\nAnd these niggas ain’t gang, don’t belong here\nI’ve been on the roads every month, been a long year\nUsed to post up selling green like the\nI ain’t ever read no magazines, who the fuck would ever think that I be on\nthere? (Hey)\nWho would think that we would be rich through the Saint Lauren\nNo, I do the Louis V fits\nNo, it ain’t no fish fry, pull up and we steam shit\nGotta get big how I’m goin' up to Phoenix\nTennis chain on me and it’s swinging' like Serena\nI would be a dummy if I ever go believe her\nI was livin' bummy, niggas savin' up for sneakers\nThis weed came from Cali', this is, not no reefer\nAnd I’m sippin' Juice, make the room slow motion\n(Make the room slow motion)\nShorty comin' through, makin' moves, slow motion\n(Makin' moves, slow motion)\nLet a nigga try to take my juice, he toasted\nGot diamonds at the pool but that pool not open\n(Not open, not open)\nDouble cup on ice, off these perkies, I’mma be up all night\n(I'mma be up all night off the percs)\nKnow the streets not nice, think twice 'fore you play with your life\nI been feelin' paranoid, got me runnin' red lights (Runnin' red lights)\nBack when I was doing wrong I was movin' so right (So right)\nNow I’m livin' so fast, still prayin' at night\nDon’t get caught up in the hype, we gon' spray it on sight\nAnd I’m lookin' for that money, I ain’t lookin' for no wife (Lookin' for no\nwife)\nI’m lookin' for the racks, diamonds on me ready to attack y’all (Attack y’all)\nHad to cut her off, she like, «What you doin' that for?»\nSnakes up in the yard, nigga gotta close the backyard\n(Gotta close the backyard)\nCouldn’t beat the charge, what the fuck that nigga rat for?\nRidin' with that …, turn a nigga in a trackstar (Yeah)\nMaybach truck couldn’t even do the trackhawk\nAlways been hustlin', I know how to get a pack off\nBeen with the gang, I ain’t comin' in shit, doley (Hey)\nNew cuban chain, pinkie ring with the big rollie (Hey)\nI’m on the plane thinkin' bout all the times I was out in the cold\nNow I go get my wrist frozen (Go get my wrist frozen)\nAin’t got no big homie, and fuck a trunk\nGotta ride with that shit on me (That shit on me)\nThese niggas drunk if they think they got shit on me\nSmokin' on skunk, 'member they tried to shit on me\n(They tried to shit on me)\nShe had the blunt then she put that shit on me\n(Put that shit on me)\nDouble cup on ice, off these perkies, I’mma be up all night\n(I'mma be up all night off the percs)\nKnow the streets not nice, think twice 'fore you play with your life\nI been feelin' paranoid, got me runnin' red lights (Runnin' red lights)\nBack when I was doing wrong I was movin' so right (So right)\nNow I’m livin' so fast, still prayin' at night (At night)\nDon’t get caught up in the hype, we gon' spray it on sight (Graah)