After Hours With The

Serve a higher purpose

I did this shit on purpose

Could probably tell I'm nervous

I promise that it'll be perfect

They know I come up straight drop on the spot

I spit a little shit to make ya homie wanna stop

Make ya homie wanna quit, like they can't put me on the clock

Cause every bar that I spit is like a bullet out the glock

You know I'm extra, I mean, after hours with the pot

You know I'm chilling with a little freak bitch smoking pot

And I don't like to smoke unless we smoking on a lot

I can break this shit down but I can't put it in yo sock aye

Already told you I was hot

Tap in, you can get deleted if you just watch

Why the fuck they hating, we got this shit on lock

Tell me why I think I got his main bitch blocked

Why the fuck they hating, we got this shit on lock

Tell me why I think I got his main bitch blocked