Hell Night

Ridin' in a Hellcat, this a hell night
 I hope you know that every demon gotta go to Hell, right?
 Ridin' in a Hellcat, this a hell night
 I hope you know that every demon gotta go to Hell, right?
 Shiesty, when you droppin' somethin'? Soon as I stop slidin'
 Stolen car, not mine, we don't stop at stop signs
 Tell my opps to stop hidin', and you know that we be sprayin'
 We the reason they be dyin', and be in they funeral lyin'
 We got niggas' mamas cryin', daddy Stacy out on bond
 Traphouse, we peep out the blinds
 Pull up, park behind the line
 The line
 Yeah, bitch, just like I told you
 The only thing I push before my gang is a stroller
 Yeah, yeah, bitch, just like I told you
 The only thing I push before my gang is a stroller
 I fuck her, then I get all in her brain, I control her
 This choppa big, I hold it with two hands up on my shoulder
 Bankroll got the flavor, this Gelato is my odor
 30 got the laser, if he point it, then it's over
 Tay G with the shot, my niggas shoot like Dellavedova
 If we high-speed off the top, we in the feds and we pull over
 Slidin' with my nigga Choppa and Baby Shiesty, nigga
 Lil Greg got that automatic, wrong move, he snipe a nigga
 Slidin' with my nigga Choppa and Baby Shiesty, nigga
 Lil Greg got the automatic, wrong move, he snipe a nigga
 Hankroll got a free kill, and he still on the hill
 Lil Twin and Mookie in the field, I put 'em on a drill
 You play, I send a hit for real, we got them sticks for real
 We cross you on the lick for real and kill you if you squeal (on gang)
 Ridin' in a Hellcat, this a hell night
 I hope you know that every demon gotta go to Hell, right?
 Ridin' in a Hellcat, this a hell night
 I hope you know that every demon gotta go to Hell, right?
 Money buy privacy, bitch, we wreck the party
 Bi-Bi-Big body Scatpack, we just wrecked the Charger
 Fu-fu-fu-fuck who car we hit long as we got out with them choppers
 Nigga go against the gang, burn his ass like lava
 I'm with Choppa Gang and we slidin' with Dracs
 And you can't be the gang if you ain't firin' the Drac
 .223s hit him up from his spine to his face
 Them shooters trailin' in white trucks, you get behind, they gon' spray, ayy
 Lil' bro just met two steamers (what?), he in a two-seater
 Hankroll just booked two heaters (yup), he just shot two people (yup)
 Speak on Gino, you gon' meet him (what?), I put that on Telisha (that's on my mama)
 Pop somethin' out this black-out, that bitch look like a speaker
 What you know 'bout slidin', ho? (What?) You ain't slidin', ho
 Pull up and we fine, ho (what? What?) We slangin' iron, ho (yeah)
 Bitch, somebody dyin', ho, you know what time, ho
 Caught him on the expressway, head down, he blind, foe (he can't see me)
 Ridin' in a Hellcat, this a hell night
 I hope you know that every demon gotta go to Hell, right?
 Ridin' in a Hellcat, this a hell night
 I hope you know that every demon gotta go to Hell, right?
 Nigga dissin', I don't talk, I ain't got nothin' to say
 And everybody ridin' with me could've played for Golden State
 Breaking news, drop got everybody tryna tote the Drac'
 Feds say a nigga music boostin' up the murder rate, on gang