Long Night (feat. Chance The Rapper)

Hi, can I talk to Teresa?

Oh, this is her mom?

Oh, you Mother Teresa?

Aw, I like that.

Don't you tell me that it's all right

Because I'm anticipating a long night

Man,

I've been up so damn early that I'm sleepwalkin'

Now my eyes are looking like Macaulay Culkin's

Watch me roll around the city like I'm Steve Hawkins

These bitches Waka flock to us when we walk in

They wanna act like it's a big deal, Ron Burgundy

I'm underground but I'm poppin' up commercially

I keep it buzzing like I'm a fuckin' worker bee

So I'mma need a couple Gs if you want a verse with me

So let me take your pay check

Now you gotta find another way to pay rent

Your life sucks like the Ravens

You ain't been on a date yet

I take your girl to dinner

Then go home and have some great sex

Yeah, this gon' be a long night

I guarantee it, we probably gon' see the sunlight

Before our eyes wide shut I'mma make a couple bucks

And a couple hundred drinks, we about to turn it up, like...

Don't you tell me that it's all right

Because I'm anticipating a long night

Ooh, woah

Grab a Corona and pass out in the tub

And when I wake up everything will be all right, all right

Yeah, I keep on running 'til I'm red up in the face

Had a party at the crib, everyone was hella grate-ful

Wait a minute, got a bedroom full of strangers

I ain't talking Danny Granger, but I'm running out of Pacers

I mean patience, nah, nothing can phase us

I know you say your name but, my mind was on vacation

Can't track that down, too many chasers

I can't pack that crowd, too many lame-sters

So let's just kick it in the back of my apartment

Or at Madison Square Garden, we could go and watch the Rangers

Central Park where we could go until it's dark

And when somebody try to stalk you I just keep you out of danger

So come to the crib just hop in Benz first

I'm after the cat, but I don't mean Chesire

Uh, shout out to Pat, he look like a Hemsworth

I'm kickin' it with Chance so baby don't say the N-word

Don't you tell me that it's all right

Because I'm anticipating a long night

Ooh, woah

Grab a Corona and pass out in the tub

And when I wake up everything will be all right, all right

Chance? The rapper?

Ashin Ls in a hotel sink

Management swears that the hotel stink

Whole time I'm yellin hold up a minute while the doorbell rings

When old coke glistening on my nose earring

And niggas just tryna function 'til a nigga can't function

And the weed so pungent that I probably won't punch it

And imported in punches and they actin' inpugnant

With a rock and a pin and they say pin I'm actin' 100

And I turn up turn up turn up

Get high burn up burn up burn up

I'm fucked up and she's fucked up and

We not gon' remember tonight so

Let's fuck in a Wendy's bathroom

Get frosty, forget the Sprite

Don't you tell me that it's all right

Because I'm anticipating a long night

Ooh, woah

Grab a Corona and pass out in the tub

And when I wake up everything will be all right, all right