This is a song about "Botch nights"

And it rules everything around them

My rhymes are brake lights on #late #nights, jimmy fallon,

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top

All my nights i stayed up hopin a nigga don't rob

This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines

Blinded by all these street lights, up late, can't sleep all these nights

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

Dancing with models and nights still seem new

So get your glass lift it up in the toast position

I've spent more nights tripping, then fans of scotty pippin

Been up plenty of endless nights.

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

You don't remember the nights we spent with each other outside?

Motherfuckin o.groll up in the club and shit, is that right

Cause then i’m throwing peace signs

In the coldest days darkest nights