3AM Lyrics

What if I gotta lose to know when I get it right?

What if I gotta choose to know when I get it right?

If it all goes away, it'd be enough

I can't recover from, I can't recover from

Don't let it go too far

Baby I gotta-

Wait

Pour that up

I don't care if you got wok or cheap vodka in your cup, just

Just pour that up

Like go and check the back, I'm sure we got enough

Okay, Let's see 3AM tonight

Or we ain't do it right

And when we hit the club I bet I leave with something light

Like deadass

No way he really just said that

Yup, and I don't really care where she going and don't really care where she been at

In a new chapter, but still going back to my old ways

Rolling these backwoods with that shit that make your soul shake

She's the new backup, I won't let her see no home games

She still call me DOLO, even though she know my whole name

Word, I mean I've always done my own thing

Like I barely even listen to what bro say

Like I ain't dissin' this ain't no shade

It's just the reason I'ma take over this whole game

What if I gotta lose to know when I get it right?

What if I gotta choose to know when I get it right?

If it all goes away, it'd be enough

I can't recover from, I can't recover from

Baby I gotta-

Oh, what the fu-

Wait

Pour that up

I don't care if you got wok or cheap vodka in your cup, just

Just pour that up

Like go and check the back, I'm sure we got enough

Okay, Let's see 3AM tonight

Or we ain't do it right

And when we hit the club I bet I leave with something light

You know he do

But there's one thing I'ma hold you to

Like, go do whatever you want just please only speak when spoken to

Look at him back in the booth

Halfway done sippin' that cup, shit got him actin' a fool

If it's goin' up and we gettin' drunk, I might end up smackin' a goof

It's better than packin' a tool

Either way, we endin' up laughin' at you

I'm the type with two phones

I stick and I move through the loopholes

He told me pull up to a few shows

It felt like I walked in a group home

I pop out to that shit with my suit on

Damn DOLO, you too cold

If it aint bout money, bitches or weed than like

What the fuck you on?

Wait

Pour that up

I don't care if you got wok or cheap vodka in your cup, just

Just pour that up

Wait

Just pour that up

Baby I gotta-