BoyBurt - Still All Night Lyrics

Man, I'm still all night, still touchin dough
I ain't gotta sell them how, I get them for the low
Put the city on my back, I could walk with the O
The scat got hips, the toes rose gold
Bitch, I'm all night, go for rounds like a dyke
Even off of Ambien, I'm still all night
Got them bitches on standby like a cheap flight
And I cut them like the deck, gotta play your cards right
Chances make champions, you gotta roll the dice
Niggas in the crib, I'm in the field like mice (no rat doe)
80s, baby, still catch them plays like rice (Jerry)
That's that Mazza water, yeah, V.S. Ice
My cup runnin' over, dirty-ass Sprite
Had like 30 large on me and Johnny T's the other night
Pockets on Rasputia, look like a wide load
Big face Rollie, ain't no boogers in the nose (nope)
Left it plain Jane, that's why its worth a little more (yep)
Helicopter fly from my hat to my toe
Rent-a-cop niggas out here handcuffin' hoes
Hit her with that night stick, boy, that's both of our hoe (fareal)
Not a rookie, I'm a pro
Green light, I like my bitches on go
Runnin' red lights, got us f*ckin' on the floor
Just put a towel down, baby, I'ma take it slow
I'm still all night, still touchin' dough
I ain't gotta sell them high, I get them for the low
Put this city on my back, I could walk with the O
The scat got hips, the toes rose gold
Forgis not Ruccis
I said I'm still all night, still touchin' dough