RSVP Collective - Ladies Night lyrics

[Hook:] It's Ladies Night (Whip my dick out) It's Ladies Night (Ima whip my dick out) It's Ladies Night (Get your tits out, b**h) It's Ladies Night (Get your tits out, b**h) It's Ladies Night (Ima whip my dick out) It's Ladies Night (Ima whip my dick out) It's Ladies Night (Show me your tits) It's Ladies Night (*Inaudible grunts*) [Verse 1: Bagg$] Truth Woke up this morning and looked to my right Not much was different, my room was all white With 1 b**h, 2 b**h, 3 b**h, another 4 All of them laying a**-up on my floor What did I do last night? I ask myself So many panties lay up on my shelf Nothing I see looks any different to me I'll just have to have another 23-some Please son Don't commit treason Get down on your knees and let me Spray you with my seamen Be a doctor, a lawyer, my personal b**h Like Harry said to Draco "I f**ing own you snitch" Motherf**er Jones ain't got nothin on me I once made a band named Pinchenello by the sea I was the man of the year 19 years in a row So swallow this jizz and try not to f**ing choke [Verse 2: Slendy] I'm in your b**h's mouth like Gatorade f** what my haters say You told me not to f** with B Money I did it anyway Slenda Boi the best to ever grip a microphone Ever give your chick a bone f** her when you ain't at home And if you see me with your girl Better hope we ain't alone Cause I'll have her going down Like she got an extra chromosome [*mixed reactions*] And my flow so candy Spit bars get handies Candid pics of your girl in just her panties Straight fire Check how hot these bars are Heat on your a** Spittin' flames like Charizard Gettin' ice like hockey On the beat with your girl Gettin' brain like zombie And your girl and her friend tryna start minajing Too late I raped the game Call me Mr. Cosby [Hook] [Verse 3: Lil Smoke] b**hes on my dick They tell me that I'm the sh** f** a hundred honeys Then pack it up and split Throwin' so much money, call that a snow day Blowin' all this green, it's like I'm in L.A Sippin' gin & tonics With about a pound of chronic Weed so loud, call it verbally ironic Dick so big got area like Verizon And sh**. Ima get it done Tryna lock me up I still got paid Gimme the b**hes I still got laid Yeah I've been f**ing Michelle Tanner And I'm tryna f** Steph Put that in my day planner Knocks at the door I hope that it ain't Daniel Busted inside of her, call that a gamble You ain't in my cla** yet Too many pre-reqs But yeah Call me if you need some drunk s** [Verse 4: Pretty] Got a million thing, million dollars, million b**hes Started from the bottom Now I'm dining with the richest Workin' so hard Like there a million Lil n***as f**ing all these b**hes Cause I'm countin' all these figures Already got a record deal Greedy b**hes on my dick And they catchin' the feels Don't mess with Lil n***a 'Less ya wanna get murked And my shoes so fresh They wipin' stains up off your shirt Guns Boy ya ever seen guns? Lil n***a like a tank, phony n***as betta run Up in my spot eatin' one dollar slices Ends on the side and I'm rollin' the dices Way too advanced Keepin' stacks up in my pants And my j**elry so sweet got these b**hes like ants Ladies Night, liquor got me feelin' right Could I take ya home by the end of the night It's Lil n***a [Hook] It's Ladies Night