LeGit - Curfew lyrics

(Verse 1) Catch me in that black jont.. Cruising down lake shore Rapper sh**… Rapper sh**.. Sporting hella clothes I didn't pay for You never hear me spit less it's paid for Know what we in this race for Make a lot of money and then make more Make more, make more I wrote my first rhyme when I was 13 In my cup you won't find no chaser… Lil light drink, a little dark drink Them colors clashing like gang wars But f** she in my face for? Asking me my major.. Maybe we can find out later Cuz that a** stick out like a race horse (Hook) Procrastination is a b**h that seems to stalk from time to time But I'll be fine, bro hit my line… he having people over at nine He said… he said come over if you feel like.. (like) I guess we drinking on a school night The kush is lit Ol girl from cla** just walked up here looking thick.. Not really tryna cheat on my girl But damn these hoes be pushing it.. And the only reason that it feels right… (right) Is cuz we drinking on a school night (Verse 2) So where the liquor at? Where the liquor at? You said it was free, where the liquor at? Plus you said it was weed I'm tryna spliff a gram Plus I got fresh, check the instagram.. Hoes on my dick, b**h I'm just a man.. And I'm tryna keep it cool as lake Michigan Swear I never end up in that sh** again But they ain't listening, they ain't listening Shorty all up in my grill like a emblem I ain't even tell my girl I went out tonight.. Messing with these hoes is never right But my eyes kinda red like Mitt and them.. It's only 10:35.. Kiss FM sh** f** around and get interesting Fly as insects b**hes be jocking me often Like I be rocking some ralphy lauren Or something i can't call it... I'm Jeremy Shockey I been ballin.. Back as a toddler I couldn't fold up my wallet A Royal Flush in my pocket I been all in... Damn where's the chorus? Shorty said that she been rockin with the N In Northface, so she giving some good Noggin.. Goddamn... we should parlay Maybe your place.. and she say she fresh off a pill No court date.. I don't judge babe.. not my forte You got a man? bet he softer than sorbet You got a friend bet she down for the foreplay We locked eyes when I walked in the doorway Got a blunt fat as strawberry shortcake I'm tryna blow away.. (Hook)