Hell Night

[Pooh Shiesty:]
Riding in a Hellcat, this a hell night
I hope you know that every demon gotta go to Hell, right?
Riding in a Hellcat, this a hell night
I hope you know that every demon gotta go to Hell, right?

Shiesty, when you dropping somethin'? Soon as I stop sliding
Stolen car, not mine, we don't stop at stop signs
Tell my opps to stop hiding, and you know that we be spraying
We the reason they be dying, and be in they funeral lying
We got niggas' mamas crying, daddy Stacy out on bond
Traphouse, we peep out the blinds
Pull up, park behind the line
The line
Yeah, bitch, just like I told you
The only thing I push before my gang is a stroller
Yeah, yeah, bitch, just like I told you
The only thing I push before my gang is a stroller
I fuck her, then I get all in her brain, I control her
This chopper big, I hold it with two hands up on my shoulder
Bankroll got the flavor, this Gelato is my odor
30 got the laser, if he point it, then it's over
Tay G with the shot, my niggas shoot like Dellavedova
If we high-speed off the top, we in the feds and we pull over
Sliding with my nigga Choppa and Baby Shiesty, nigga
Lil Greg got that automatic, wrong move, he snipe a nigga
Sliding with my nigga Choppa and Baby Shiesty, nigga
Lil Greg got the automatic, wrong move, he snipe a nigga
Hankroll got a free kill, and he still on the hill
Lil Twin and Mookie in the field, I put 'em on a drill
You play, I send a hit for real, we got them sticks for real
We cross you on the lick for real and kill you if you squeal (On gang)

Riding in a Hellcat, this a hell night
I hope you know that every demon gotta go to Hell, right?
Riding in a Hellcat, this a hell night
I hope you know that every demon gotta go to Hell, right?

[Big 30:]
Money buy privacy, bitch, we wreck the party
Big body Scatpack, we just wrecked the Charger
Fuck who car we hit long as we got out with them choppers
Nigga go against the gang, burn his ass like lava
I'm with Choppa Gang and we sliding with Dracs
And you can't be the gang if you ain't firing the Drac
.223s hit him up from his spine to his face
Them shooters trailing in white trucks, you get behind, they gon' spray, ayy
Lil' bro just met two steamers (What?), he in a two-seater
Hankroll just booked two heaters (Yup), he just shot two people (Yup)
Speak on Gino, you gon' meet him (What?), I put that on Telisha (That's on my mama)
Pop something out this black-out, that bitch look like a speaker
What you know 'bout sliding, ho? (What?)
You ain't sliding, ho
Pull up and we fine, ho (What? What?)
We slanging iron, ho (Yeah)
Bitch, somebody dying, ho
You know what time, ho
Caught him on the expressway
Head down, he blind, foe (He can't see me)

[Pooh Shiesty:]
Riding in a Hellcat, this a hell night
I hope you know that every demon gotta go to Hell, right?
Riding in a Hellcat, this a hell night
I hope you know that every demon gotta go to Hell, right?

Nigga dissing, I don't talk, I don't got nothing to say
And everybody riding with me could've played for Golden State
Breaking news drop got everybody tryna tote the Drac'
Feds say a nigga music boosting up the murder rate, on gang