3:00 AM (feat. B)

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You bout to start recording bro?
(T-T-Taj on the beat)
Lil nigga say he finna buy a bag, nigga buy a scale (Bitch)
Tell the truth to my bitch, but I'ma lie to 12 (For real)
I need some buffs just like grits shit, they white as hell (Bitch)
If this rap shit don't work then I'ma buy and sell (Woo)
Jump in the coupe, press a button, lift the ceiling back
Take a 8 out yo pint, now watch me seal it back
When it's smoke bitch I'm aiming where yo ceiling at (Bow, bow)
Hit a opp bitch once I'm done I'ma give her back (Get off my dick)
My brother on his way and you know I'm waiting on him
Niggas say it's smoke brodie in yo bushes, he be laying on it (Bitch)
My nigga say it's hot on the road, but he staying on it (For real)
You be sitting with the bag, I'm different, I'ma stay in motion (Yea)
Zone nigga, shot my first video at Nino's (Warren up)
Freak bitch ain't worth Patron, spend a dub on Tito's (No cap)
Before the gram, we was slamming hoes off of Bebo
Ain't gotta say these niggas broke, my baby, we know (Bitch)
Bro called me for a zip he down in Toledo (Here I come)
F*ck the drugs, he say he tryna put some shit on Venmo (Scam)
Plug threw the bag, interception, that's a inno (Got it)
Baby come in January, gotta buy her Kenzo (Blayke)
Yeah them my niggas, but I treat them like my kinfolk (My babies)
Slappin' Nottingham, shootin' 100 on a ten-four
Chillin' out at in Cali gettin' high on the tenth floor
Bitch wanna leave, tell her ass she can get ghost (Bitch get the f*ck out)
F*ck about shit but pape that's what you gotta know (For real)
A nigga said he want some smoke, you know it's on the floor (Bitch)
Tell all my hoes to fall in line like some dominoes (Yea)
Hit a Spanish bitch, once I'm done I'm yellin' vamonos
If you don't know what that mean bitch you know it's time to go
Chillin sittin' back, waitin' on my fuckin' time to blow
I'ma push the pack, bro, said he gon' grind to blow
If you ain't stackin' shit, boy, what the f*ck you grindin' for? (Dummy)
Nigga smokin' Reggie, I be smokin' out designer bows
You lovin' rat bitches, I be fuckin' on designer hoes (Freak)
Don't even want the head, you got your braces in the basement
You hit the road, and you came back with Jayson Tatum (Zero)
It's percs in my pocket, lil' nigga, I'ma take 'em (Yea)
Tracy in my pop, lil baby wanna taste it (So good)
Whew, Tracy in my pop, lil baby wanna taste it
Addict
Not addict Hahaha

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Written by: Marco Harper

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