English rapper Aitch released his new song “TILL L4TE” with Pozer on Thursday, May 22, 2025. It’s a braggadocious rap anthem that flexes a combination of luxury lifestyle, street roots, and nightlife. Pozer and Aitch both maintain their styles and show that their raw, road-based confidence is alive despite their fame and success. Whether you are a fan of SUMMRS or just simply someone looking for meaningful lyrics, “TILL L4TE” is bound to leave an impression. Its irresistible music and unforgettable, mindblowing lyrics make it impossible not to sing along. Check out the TILL L4TE lyrics by Aitch below, and experience the song’s passion.
Lyrics of TILL L4TE by Aitch & Pozer
I Got Hoes But I’m Not Sheck Wes
Block Delete Then It’s Onto The Next
The Whole Of The Gang Charged Up Like Prius (Bap, Bap)
You See Us, I Know We Ain’t Takin’ Cheque
Tell The Barman, Bring Us The Azul (Yeah, Bring It, Bring It)
This Bad One Said, Put It Down Her Neck
I Can’t Count Bars But I’m Countin’ Cheques
I Used To Trap, Didn’t Get No Rest
Ain’t That Time
Whip Gets Hot, I’ma Take That Fine
Don’t Tell Me About Prof, ’cause I Make Back Mine
Brought So Many Rocks, I Done Came Back Blind
So Many Shots Had The Table Live
Try Stunt On The Gang, But You Ain’t That Guy
Three Whips, One Boat, All I Need Is A Jet
Boy, Trust Me, You Ain’t That Fly
Eugh, Casamigos Me, Now Take A Shot If You’re Blessed (Shot That)
Julio Don, Wray And His Nef (Bap)
Bill A Scud, Let It Put Me To Bed (Bap, Bap, Bap, Eugh)
High As A Kite And I’m Live On Set
Smooth Skin, Waist Slim
Hourglass Shape With The Figure Of Eight (Bap, Bap, Bap, Bap, Bap, Eugh)
She Hates That I’m Doing This Music Ting
’cause I Don’t Come Home, And I’m Out Till Late
Out Till Late, Count This Cake
Me And Aj Spent A House In Tape
Fine Shit Can’t Come To The Shrubs
‘Cause Her Tits Too Big So Her Outfit Breaks
Got A Tour Bus Fill Up With Tens (Yeah)
I Throw Fours Up, Big Up The Ends (Yeah)
I Ain’t Mad If Your Girl Wanna Twerk, But It Ain’t Gonna Work
B**ch Where Is Your Friends?
I Like Watching It Shake Like Bass (I Do)
Up, Down All Over The Place (Eugh)
I’ll Buy Anything That You Want No Lay (I Will)
If You Lock This Year And Call It A Day
Block This Bread, Put It All In Your Case
Monaco Main Strip Us Was Balling Away
Two Friends, One’s Riding The—
And The Other One’s All On My—
Eugh, Casamigos Me, Now Take A Shot If You’re Blessed (Bap, Shot That)
Julio Don, Wray And His Nef
Bill A Scud, Let It Put Me To Bed (Bap, Bap, Bap, Eugh)
High As A Kite And I’m Live On Set
Smooth Skin, Waist Slim
Hourglass Shape With The Figure Of Eight (Bap, Bap, Bap, Bap, Bap, Eugh)
She Hates That I’m Doing This Music Ting
‘Cause I Don’t Come Home, And I’m Out Till Late
Casamigos Me, Now Take A Shot If You’re Blessed
Julio Don, Wray And His Nef
Bill A Scud, Let It Put Me To Bed
High As A Kite And I’m Live On Set
Smooth Skin, Waist Slim
Hourglass Shape With The Figure Of Eight
She Hates That I’m Doing This Music Ting
‘Cause I Don’t Come Home, And I’m Out Till Late
| CLOCK THE GAME | SOSA |
| BOUNCE | LUV? |
| COLA BODY | POP IT OFF |
| TILL L4TE | RIDE WIMME |
| TEST | BAE PLEASE |
| M-FORTY | BUSINESS |
| LOUD | STRAIGHT RHYMEZ 2 |
| LOCKED IN | ROOM FORTY-FOUR |
