[Intro] Late night Still outside Whole block On my side (yeah) [Chorus] All night we lit, bitch, all night we lit (all night) Big chain swing, hit my collar, that’s a brick (bling) Whole gang talkin’ that shit, we the lick (we the lick) If I want it, I’ma take it, I don’t gotta wish (nah) All night we lit, bitch, all night we lit (lit, lit) Two bad hoes on my line, they insist (hey) Cops ride past, middle finger to the whip All night we lit, bitch, all night we lit (what?) [Verse 1] I’ma walk-in stain, better check that tone Got your rent on my neck, got your car in my phone I ain’t textin’ back, I just leave ‘em on read Got a bag so big, need a second address You a hoe, you a fan, pick a lane (pick one) I done turned petty beef to a chain (ice) I done turned last year to a plane Got your lil’ mixtape in my ashtray, mane Talk loose, we pop out, that’s pressure Whole squad up, every pic look extra New teeth, big grin, that’s treasure Your favorite rapper in my DMs beggin’ for a feature [Chorus] All night we lit, bitch, all night we lit (lit, lit) Big chain swing, hit my collar, that’s a brick (bling) Whole gang talkin’ that shit, we the lick (we the lick) If I want it, I’ma take it, I don’t gotta wish (nah) All night we lit, bitch, all night we lit (all night) Spent your lil’ advance on a fit, that’s a risk (stupid) I just spent ten, made twenty by six All night we lit, bitch, all night we lit (hey) [Verse 2] Okay, pipe down, who you flexin’ on? I been hot since bootlegs, Pelis on You just started poppin’ on a Finsta page I was countin’ dirty money in my sister place I don’t chase no opps, I chase checks You chase blue ticks, you chase texts You a keyboard king, that’s it In the club you quiet as a bitch Big stick in the back of the coupe, that’s tucked Big talk get you hit for a sub, that’s lunch I don’t argue, I just stunt Turn a sneak diss line to a monthly allowance (ha) [Chorus] All night we lit, bitch, all night we lit (all night) Big chain swing, hit my collar, that’s a brick (bling) Whole gang talkin’ that shit, we the lick (we the lick) If I want it, I’ma take it, I don’t gotta wish (nah) All night we lit, bitch, all night we lit (lit, lit) Block too hot, still slide, still exist (still here) If I die, bury me with a kit All night we lit, bitch, all night we lit (skrrt)

rap, Aggressive Southern trap banger with male vocals; heavy 808 bounce and skittering hi-hats under a grimy distorted guitar loop. Verses lock into triplet pockets, sharp ad-libs and crowd-style chants panned wide. Hook explodes with stacked gang vocals, siren risers, and a raw, upfront album mix that lets the vocal distortion and room noise punch through., raw

All Night We Lit