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Lyrics
[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)
Details
GeneratedJan 31, 2026
Duration2:31
LanguageEnglish
Style
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
Credits
Prompt by
izayah
izayahModelAria v5
Prompt
Southern trap late-night flex vibe, high hood energy, bouncy hard drums, grimy guitar, hype chant hook, aggressive flows, shit-talking flex bars, reckless confidence, raw explicit album mix.
