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Richie Stacks - After Dark Lyrics



Richie Stacks - After Dark Lyrics




[ Featuring Burna Bandz ]

Only demons come out live after dark
Running up this cash, it's a walk in the park
Long live Shmurda 'cause a nigga had heart
Thinking like damn, how I made it this far
Long live the members and
Free the ones locked
Back in the Rolls staring at the stars
Bro did the race not the go-kart

Every time we come through, yeah
We f*ck up the spot
Gang check f*ck it up, yeah
I do that shit a lot yellow tape
Why his shit got left on his block
And he still on the 'net
Tryna chit chat and talk
In the trap my fiends hate when
I scrape out the pot
And that work got back so I know he a opp
When I think about Hou' pour
A four in that pop
When I think about Hou' made
Me wanna spin the block

Don't jump in the car if you ain't gon' ride
The members they on it, they all gon' slide
I'm stuck in the trap and the heat's on high
I whip it, I whip it, and wait for it to dry
Just bet me (Bet me)
We gon' leave him in the backseat (Backseat)
We gon' have him running like a trackmeet
When we clappy
When we catch him on the back street
And my shooters stay with me (With me)
And they down for the get back
No time for chit chat
Catch a opp, flip that (Flip that)
Tell me, is you with that? No brick, Kit-Kat
Glock, no kick back (Kick back)
Yeah, I still run traps
Money want all of that
My youngins still chip crack
RIP the ones gone and free the ones locked
And my bitch got a fat ass
I could show you what to do get buss down
Get a fast Jag'
A cuban link, you could stack cash
You can still go to school
You can play by the rules
If a nigga you can blast back
This reppin' for your hood
Nigga that's facts
And I heard he got a glizz, nigga, jet black

Yo
Free the opps 'cause we can't war without 'em
When we make it rain
It gon' fall like it's autumn
Stacking this bread hope it gon'
Solve all my problems
I'm with the sharks, swimming in the water
Bro left a hole in his head like a dolphin
If it is W, you know that I'm all in
Breaking these bricks on the
Boxers like Spalding
Hit the client on the hold
'cause the money was calling
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Only demons come out live after dark
Running up this cash, it's a walk in the park
Long live Shmurda 'cause a nigga had heart
Thinking like damn, how I made it this far
Long live the members and
Free the ones locked
Back in the Rolls staring at the stars
Bro did the race not the go-kart

Every time we come through, yeah
We f*ck up the spot
Gang check f*ck it up, yeah
I do that shit a lot yellow tape
Why his shit got left on his block
And he still on the 'net
Tryna chit chat and talk
In the trap my fiends hate when
I scrape out the pot
And that work got back so I know he a opp
When I think about Hou' pour
A four in that pop
When I think about Hou' made
Me wanna spin the block

Don't jump in the car if you ain't gon' ride
The members they on it, they all gon' slide
I'm stuck in the trap and the heat's on high
I whip it, I whip it, and wait for it to dry
Just bet me (Bet me)
We gon' leave him in the backseat (Backseat)
We gon' have him running like a trackmeet
When we clappy
When we catch him on the back street
And my shooters stay with me (With me)
And they down for the get back
No time for chit chat
Catch a opp, flip that (Flip that)
Tell me, is you with that? No brick, Kit-Kat
Glock, no kick back (Kick back)
Yeah, I still run traps
Money want all of that
My youngins still chip crack
RIP the ones gone and free the ones locked
And my bitch got a fat ass
I could show you what to do get buss down
Get a fast Jag'
A cuban link, you could stack cash
You can still go to school
You can play by the rules
If a nigga you can blast back
This reppin' for your hood
Nigga that's facts
And I heard he got a glizz, nigga, jet black

Yo
Free the opps 'cause we can't war without 'em
When we make it rain
It gon' fall like it's autumn
Stacking this bread hope it gon'
Solve all my problems
I'm with the sharks, swimming in the water
Bro left a hole in his head like a dolphin
If it is W, you know that I'm all in
Breaking these bricks on the
Boxers like Spalding
Hit the client on the hold
'cause the money was calling
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Writer: RICHARD BREWSTER-JONES, JOHN CARRINGTON BREWSTER-JONES, BERNARD PATRICK NEESON
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Spirit Music Group, Hipgnosis Songs Group




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