Lyrics
It's about 11:30 P.M.
Whatcha doin? Where you at? Aye
We about to bounce back, wait, wait
Yeah we gotta party through the whole night
Till we hit the A.M. aye
We about to bounce back, wait, wait
Bitch I been going hard since out the womb
I did not need no teacher
Fuck them police and preachers
Party shit in my blood
I'm rocking tank tops, bucket hats and my dusty ass sneakers
I use to kick in your teeth with right when I've had me enough
Like "Fuckin' Figure It Out"
We in LG smoking doobies
I'm bouta make me a movie with all this footage we shooting
Might hit the arcade later, village slayers, we back again
Yeah them lake boys, come for your shit, tell all your friends
Find the toughest fucker in that motherfucker
Show em we know how to tussle
Fucking hit em with a knuckle duster then he's done for
We'll be chilling, we ain't into grilling unless you want war
Or unless we're flipping crack burgers on the back porch
Best believe we're some villains if you trying anything on us
Put you in the grave when we gotta pull the range on you
You won't be excited when my homies go insane on you
Buff rap, lake boys
What more I gotta say homie?
It's about 11:30 P.M.
Whatcha doin? Where you at? Aye
We about to bounce back, wait, wait
Yeah we gotta party through the whole night
Till we hit the A.M. aye
We about to bounce back, wait, wait
What time is it? I don't mind it then
I think it's time I feel alive again
Sipping bottles gin, never mind that friend
Lost my mind, feeling fine, liquor turned to sin
That's about the time we wanna bounce back
Liquor always burns, damn that shit always smacks
Do it everyday, no it's not a relapse
Say it's okay but in time will crash
Pour another, for something, for love and some other type of function
Always bugging, smoke bud and
Roll another for one love and
We're buying bottles, we're stocked up
Don't know what's timeout, drive miles
Seen different kinds of wild, that's how we seem spicy not mild
But we go with it anyway
Doesn't matter what they say
I think it's just another day
This is how we like to play
But we go with it anyway
Doesn't matter what they say
I think it's just another day
This is how we like to play
It's about 11:30 P.M.
Whatcha doin? Where you at? Aye
We about to bounce back, wait, wait
Yeah we gotta party through the whole night
Till we hit the A.M. aye
We about to bounce back, wait, wait
Written by: Jordan Sizemore, Mike Pecora
