This is a song about "Hustle all night"

Trip acid every night with all my friends as we roam

She like, girl you wrong running away from home

I used to dream of you all day and night

Vertebrae snapped, gats...huh, i swerve em right

(and go berserk) all night long

I know my daddy gone

She gon get this work all night

My direction good, well-rounded type

If doing it is wrong, i don’t wanna be right

No big surprise we'll be up all night

Out there on my bumper like a city cop

Like your mother does all night, late shifts, stove top,

Heh, if the autotune's gone

All night, till the morning we dream so long

Halfback toss to right

Yeah, i'll be up all night,