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NIGHTFALL Video (MV)




Performed By: Vyse O79
Language: English
Length: 2:09
Written by: Jermaine Scott




Vyse O79 - NIGHTFALL Lyrics




I need the large paper
Ricky Ross with the salt shaker
Glide like Clyde, the ballers call me Walt Frazier
Or, Ed, Edd, and Eddy, my bitch a jaw breaker
F*ck law makers, I'm blackin' out until I'm caucasian
Lord save us, sorry dog
40 off ya top, that's a Mardi Gras
You ain't talkin' checks, then f*ck you call me for?
Full metal jacket, yo my whole army hard
Check the war report, never let no other nigga draw your story board
That's corny dog, Rick & Morty dog
My shooter hoppin' out the space ship
Need the Avianne diamonds poppin' out the bracelet
I'm a doctor, not a patient
Face it potna if I ever die, you gon' need God as my replacement
Ok, f*ck a round and pull a muscle, tryna steal my flex
Slide on the Devil himself, see that's a Lil Nas X
How the f*ck I'm committin' sins and I still got blessed?
I know niggas that's livin' right, but they still got left
The spliff is Gary Payton, twist about eleven
Then I pop out, get the block out
Mike Tyson, my bitch a knock out
I'm droppin' 12 if I go shoppin', yo that's a cop out
My potnas sellin' rocks, the feds is raisin' eye brows
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English

I need the large paper
Ricky Ross with the salt shaker
Glide like Clyde, the ballers call me Walt Frazier
Or, Ed, Edd, and Eddy, my bitch a jaw breaker
F*ck law makers, I'm blackin' out until I'm caucasian
Lord save us, sorry dog
40 off ya top, that's a Mardi Gras
You ain't talkin' checks, then f*ck you call me for?
Full metal jacket, yo my whole army hard
Check the war report, never let no other nigga draw your story board
That's corny dog, Rick & Morty dog
My shooter hoppin' out the space ship
Need the Avianne diamonds poppin' out the bracelet
I'm a doctor, not a patient
Face it potna if I ever die, you gon' need God as my replacement
Ok, f*ck a round and pull a muscle, tryna steal my flex
Slide on the Devil himself, see that's a Lil Nas X
How the f*ck I'm committin' sins and I still got blessed?
I know niggas that's livin' right, but they still got left
The spliff is Gary Payton, twist about eleven
Then I pop out, get the block out
Mike Tyson, my bitch a knock out
I'm droppin' 12 if I go shoppin', yo that's a cop out
My potnas sellin' rocks, the feds is raisin' eye brows
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Writer: Jermaine Scott
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