3am Lyrics

Gotta give the boy points. He came all the way back from the dead to make this shit dick happen

So, who's got a cap? Ooh, ooh, get one of me and the kid first, then you and me, then the three of us

Looks like for sure, we're not safe in here, but we might rely on God's mercy

Is he still alive

Left the club, it's three in the morning. Hit your bitch, that bitch borin'

Hit my phone, I'm ignorin'. Smoking weed, exotic, it's blown

Your nigga want me, I don't want him. Call him up when I want some munyun

You bitches be smelling like onions. Whole breath be smelling like Funyuns

Same clothes for the past three days. Can't fuck with you bitches, you bitches be lame

Don't got no shoes, can't be in my lane. Sock n rock, I give her two hits to the brain

Doin' shrooms, so I'm bippin' the lane. Call my nigga, that nigga insane

Pull the switch out. Brrrr, ba-ba-ba-bang

Ba-ba-ba-bang. You bitches insane. You bitches insane

Sweetie, ItsPanda