text: Give her back shots til her back hurt 
  Thumb through the money til my hands hurt 
  Wanna go on a date? You gotta dance first 
  Take it to the paint, I gotta slam first 
  She be actin stiff with the booty 
  Feelin like Im Biggie rockin Coogi 
  Draco make you put up that lil Uzi 
  I dont want no features, niggas groupies 
  Pass her to the gang, quarterback sneak 
  I was in my feelings, now its, Fuck Kiki 
  Let lil Tip hit that bitch, on GP 
  Smokin gas, nigga, I re-up at the BP
  Five foot five , she my ride or die 
  Never tell a lie , we like Bonnie and Clyde 
  Lookin at her thigh , like, Do it come with rice? 
  She dont like FaceTime, she would rather Skype
  But Im out for the night 
  Out for the night 
  Out for the night 
  Out for the night 
  Yeah, Im out for the night 
  Out for the night 
  Out for the night 
  Out for the night 
  Yeah, you workin hard 
  And I see you 
  And your bills late 
  And your rent due 
  And you never need a man to defend you 
  You already pissed off, on your menstrual 
  And you been through 
  Cause he been through 
  You a star player 
  And he benched you 
  In your corner, Id never go against you 
  Bought a foreign, now its friends wanna text you 
  You got off late 
  And you worked out 
  You aint stunt his baby mama cause she burnt out 
  You got rid of him and made sure that we worked out 
  So I put a hunnid racks in your purse now 
  Five foot five , she my ride or die 
  Never tell a lie , we like Bonnie and Clyde 
  Lookin at her thigh , like, Do it come with rice? 
  She dont like FaceTime, she would rather Skype
  But Im out for the night 
  Out for the night 
  Out for the night 
  Out for the night 
  Yeah, Im out for the night 
  Out for the night 
  Out for the night 
  Out for the night 
  Damn...
  Damn...
  Ooh 
  P-pardon my lateness, this beat hittin, slap
  After take one, then just run this shit back
  Say La Flame hot, no, Im hotter than that 
  Told you before, know this deeper than rap
  We been up-up in the cap, aint no cap 
  Just bought the block where they didnt want me at
  Just threw a fest right across from the tracks
  Tried take my world, but I got that bitch back
  My heart in this til I heart attack
  Runnin this shit til cardiac
  Not far from this shit where they find me at
  Flame, Flame, La Flame
  Walk in my closet, she tryin on pieces
  She wanna bling blaow for the evenin
  Up at the top its still plottin and schemin
  City of Angels, we watch for the demons
  Out of the window, we countin in seasons
  Three nights in The Forum for the kids, gotta feed em
  They open pits up without even speakin
  Its been some tension, but cant rock the wave
  Let the coupe roller coast, get the fuck out my way 
  It will start makin sense, I guess, when I get older
  For now cause they cold, I got ice to get colder
  I run through the H, keep an eighth when I go there
  Dont break out Moët cause Im lit if Im sober
  Dont mean that Im slippin and slidin on this
  She wanna go out for the night, Im with it
  Yeah