8 AM Lyrics

Nigga talkin' shit, hit him with a right

Nigga talkin' shit, show his ass the light

Nigga wanna fight over a bitch

Said "I'm not doin' that Shit"

Said "She wan' fuck, goin' through wit' that, ayy

Man, why the Suicide Squad talkin' shit?

Show up with eggs

Nah, show up with a stick

Shit gon' hurt, not like the flick

Don't fuck with me, don't fuck with the clique

Fat-ass hoe, always gon' snitch

Ayy, look

Pull up with the gang, like we on that

West Coast nigga, where the love at?

Pull up to the party, to the kickback

Break this nigga bitch, break her back like a Kit-Kat

Nigga think he safe, like we pull up where you live at

Ayy, look

Ayy

Spinnin' on your block, tuckin' on my Glock

I don't ever stop, said I got the chop

Fuck a cop, middle finger to my opp

Said she playin', told her stop

Said I'm racin', fuck a cop

Ayy, look

I ain't changin', I'ma do me

Fuckin' nerd niggas hatin'

No stress, bitch, I'm blazin'

See the blue lights, and I'm racin'

Said she cheated, ain't phasin'

For a bum bitch, I won't chase it

Said she wanna taste it

You ain't shit, nigga, let's face it

Pull up to the party, and the bass hit

Talkin' shit, let's fade it

Chasin' dreams, no fake shit

I ain't stoppin' till I make it

Ayy, look

Fuck love, she left me with some feelings I can't manage

Left me stranded, so I stay with the homies

Man, this blinker gon' heal up the damage

It heals up my pain, so it acts like a bandage

Ayy

Stay back, so I stay at a disadvantage

Gotta get money, so I'm stickin' to trappin'

Never lackin', no, my niggas pistol-packin

Steady rappin', fucking yo' bitch, nigga

I might just have to tap in

Nigga you was nappin' while I was in the back clappin'

Nigga you fat runnin' around wit' yo' titties flappin'

Nigga fucking my bitch, I might just have to blast in

I'ma crash out for my girl and just know I ain't cappin' nigga

Ayy, it's ZZZ