Written and Performed By: FA Bubba (BMI) and LexC (ASCAP) / Produced by Woodpecker / Engineered by LexC / Recorded at Rich Productions, Marietta, Georgia / Mixed at Rich Productions, Marietta, Georgia by LexC / Mastered by Kid iWurdPlay
(Intro)
Late night
(Ahh)
Late night
(Ooo)
Yea
Late night (FA)
Late night (LexC)
(Hook)
Late night, late night
We was creepin’ in that late night, late night
Bad and boujee and your face right
Slim jim and your body and your waist tight
Hope it taste right
You know I got you baby
This that after date night
Do me like you want ‘cause you know I don’t play nice
Since I got you home let me play you a song
Let my thighs be your headphones
Oh, baby
(Verse 1 / FA Bubba)
Baby spread them legs like a kickstand
I can hit it, hit it, hit it
Call me Hitman
Got you drippin’ on my wrist like a wristband
She legit
She my secret weapon like the 6th man
She the shit
Every time I dress her she in 6 bands
Take a pic, anything
You want it, I go get, and
Baby I go get it
I can have your wrist lit
Baby you a fit bitch
Too fine for a Fit Bit
Shawty go to Range, get a Rover, and
When she come over
Have her coming over and over
Lucky nigga just because of you
You know what you do
Shawty like my four leaf clover
Leave that other nigga, he keep stressing you out
See you with a winner now he texting you now
When I make you mad I be testin’ you out, but
I’m a grown man now
I’m done messing around, and
I was learning from the vets
I got the recipe now
See I done went and got a check
Nobody checkin’ me now
Who next to me now
Ahead of me, how, and
I be rollin’ Lucky Charms just so I can put my head in the clouds
Tryna get my mind off everything
They like, “What be on your mind”
Shit, everything
Now I’m sippin’ on some Hen to do Hennything, but
My bitch keep bitchin’ ‘bout petty tings, but
I know if I was down
She on go, go
Shawty got my 6
Let her hold my 9
Don’t need no chiropractor
I know shawty got my spine
Shawty got a body like a Rose Gold wine glass
I just wanna take a sip
V8, you ain’t gotta take a Lyft
She got her own bag
Shawty gon and make her chips, and
When I hit it, she scream
She let the neighbors hear it
(Hook)
Late night, late night
We was creepin’ in that late night, late night
Bad and boujee and your face right
Slim jim and your body and your waist tight
Hope it taste right
You know I got you baby
This that after date night
Do me like you want ‘cause you know I don’t play nice
Since I got you home let me play you a song
Let my thighs be your headphones
Oh, baby
Late night, late night
We was creepin’ in that late night, late night
Bad and boujee and your face right
Slim jim and your body and your waist tight
Hope it taste right
You know I got you baby
This that after date night
Do me like you want ‘cause you know I don’t play nice
Since I got you home let me play you a song
Let my thighs be your headphones
Oh, baby
(Verse 2 / LexC)
I need somebody who I wanna please
When I get lonely
Nobody can hold me but you
That’s on G
You, that’s on me
Hand on my neck
Only pressure I need
No Beyonce, but
I swear I’m drunk on you
Lemme catch a ride
Baby let me jump on you
We can catch a vibe
We can elevate, or
If you wanna take more
What are seconds made for
In the late night
Eat it up after hours
That’s a late bite
Could be sleepin’ ‘cause it’s morning, but
You ain’t right
Got yours
Baby I’m about to take mine
You better hang tight
Got a complex
I don’t like to waste my time
When you find next
You ain’t gonna find no lies
On the climax
Baby if I fall, that’s fine
No worries when I know that lovin’ is mine
When I want it just go on, and
Let me get, get it
Be like Jay on elevators, and
Let sis hit it
Don’t worry ‘bout you breakin’ rules or politic-ticking
Cheers to the good life
Work so you can stick with it
Sip while I drip, drip on your lip now
Don’t flip
Better know how to hold your ground
When you’re rich, bitches wanna take a piece of the crown, so
Be careful who you love, and
Who you choose to be around in the late night
(Hook)
Late night, late night
We was creepin’ in that late night, late night
Bad and boujee and your face right
Slim jim and your body and your waist tight
Hope it taste right
You know I got you baby
This that after date night
Do me like you want ‘cause you know I don’t play nice
Since I got you home let me play you a song
Let my thighs be your headphones
Oh, baby
Late night, late night
We was creepin’ in that late night, late night
Bad and boujee and your face right
Slim jim and your body and your waist tight
Hope it taste right
You know I got you baby
This that after date night
Do me like you want ‘cause you know I don’t play nice
Since I got you home let me play you a song
Let my thighs be your headphones
Oh, baby