
1 AM In Brockton ft. Jayro Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
One AM in Brockton
3OG on the track, Jordan, Kobe, and Shaq
We running a triangle offense
Nigga swore on his life, but that shit was cap
So now that boy lying in coffin
Nigga say he want smoke
Shit hit his lungs like it's COVID, he wheezin' and coughing
I was tryin' to stay calm, but some like Devante, I'm off it
(Offutt)
Niggas still trying, just stop it
I ain't take no bitches shoppin', uh
In the mall on some Paul Blart shit, if I want it, I'm copping
(Coppin)
And I just hopped on Twitter, they sayin' I'm trendin' on topics
I took a flight to the tropics
I ate your wife with some chopsticks
Oluwa means I'm who God picked
We goin' crazy like moshpit
Champagne showers like Bosh Chris
Left with the hawk like I'm Josh Smith, huh
And these hoes on some Floyd shit, they tryna live off they boxes
They gonna say that I'm toxic
Haters gon' hate, they gon' talk shit
Yea
It's like 1 AM way out in Brockton
Once we get goin', ain't never stoppin
Yeah, 3OG next in the top three
Got a caller bitch, she is a scholar
Only ride around town with the ballers
I've been sayin' this since the toddler, yeah
King of the city, I walk through Mufasa
Y'all niggas count at 01 like Osama
(Counting that shit)
My niggas lurkin' all night, like insomnia
I got no kid, but she callin' me
Kickin' shit with the same team it ain't soccer
She call my line, then I block it, Ibaka
(I'm blockin' that shit)
Stay off the net I'm all set with the drama
Shit, they fucked it up, so I'm doin' it proper
(They fuck it up, you know they fuck it up)
Some 3OG shit
Huh, think I'm really the problem
Wet him up, he might really dissolve em
With the J, I be feelin' like Balvin
And I'm inclined, now I'm feelin' like Kalvin, huh
Went from ten to a thousand
All this chrome, I ain't talkin' bout browsing
Back in college, was worried bout housing
Now the square feet, I can't even count it
I might need an accountant
Goin' broke, I ain't worried about it
Drake said the money gon' speak for itself
So that's why I'm done with the shouting