3 A.M. Lyrics

Yeah

Uh

I'm still up at

I just popped a

Uh

I'm still up at three a.m. kuz I just popped a addie

A toxic little bitch she said she get it from her daddy

I can't tell her where I stay so I just tell her drop the addy

I know that lil' bitch classy still won't go without my ratchet

Let bygones be bygones we burying the hatchet

Kuz they know that I'm dangerous they disappear like magic

And we ain't like them nine to fives so now we fuck with plastic

I told em' I'm a rockstar so you can call me Patrick

Got the streets on lock like Beverly

She on me so heavily

All my niggas move dangerous so you better move carefully

On demon time she heavenly

She moan my name a melody

Head honcho like the deputy

I'm just a different rarity

And niggas talk they scared of me

(Yeah they scared of me)

I only fear god

(Yeah)

Twan gon' blow that weapon he just looking for the nod

Hopping out on feet kuz we done got hit in them cars

Eighty-four for eighty-four they catching like they randy Moss

And yeah this rapping yea i do this shit

And no I can't pursue a bitch

Won't hang with you kuz you a snitch

They changed on me like money Mitch

Ain't got no aim they use a switch

But we just use that beam to hit

Powder on me change the fit

I hit it once and call a Lyft

More they talk I'm steady winning

I'm just tryna get a ticket

One way trip straight to da top and this is only the beginning

I been rocking cartiers I'm seeing shit through different lenses

I'm just like a lab rat kuz I been testing them prescriptions

Fuck a bitch we chasing Mula right now that's the only vision

Know that he gon' hate her once he find out that she let me hit it

Young and turnt these hoes be burnt so I won't never try to get it

All my bitches bright she nice and tight at times it's hard to fit it

Yeah

And it's my life I'm living know what I be on

Turn my back on them in every picture this ain't no Vlone

I ain got no heart replace it when I'm rocking that Garçon

Tryna take me out but we spin it baxk and get em' gone

Yeah

I'm still up at three a.m. kuz I jus popped a addie

A toxic little bitch she said she get it from ha daddy

I can't tell her where I stay so I jus tell her drop the addy

I know that lil bitch classy still wont go wit out my ratchet

Let bygones be bygones we burying the hatchet

Kuz they know that I'm dangerous they disappear like magic

And we ain't like them nine to fives so now we fuck with plastic

I told them Im a rockstar so you can call me Patrick

Yeah

Hop out and bust like what it do like wassup

And no we can't use no lighter got sticks in this truck

And I might let em' talk down because I'm running it up

And I might talk like I love her but hoe I'm just tryna fuck

Dripping in sauce but I move with the walkers

Them boys commit hommies I call em the chalkers

She got a fat ass make it shake like maracas

We toting the kitchen my gang come wit choppas

Them niggas can try but we see they imposters

She said she like seafood eat dick like it's lobster

I call that bitch Easter I know she a hopper

Switch on the glocky I bet he don't miss

Hallows in weapons and send em through bricks

And a thirsty lil bitch made her swallow the spit

And we checking em off like we follow the list

Yeah the glocky be spitting i gave it a lisp

No racks in my pocket I saved em for clips

We swiping dem cards but this time it's no risk

She had scars on her hand I put ice on her wrist

And I tell her no sex the lil freak throw a fit

No miss in my system lets go hit for hit

it ain't no tit for tat kuz we go tit for tit

No they won't get a chance once we spray up the whip

I told gang when we sliding we can't never slip

Yeah,

I told gang when we sliding we can't ever slip

Yeah,

Pussy boy mad kuz I'm piping his bitch

I'm still up at three a.m. kuz I jus popped a addie

A toxic little bitch she said she get it from ha daddy

I can't tell her where I stay so I jus tell her drop the addy

I know that lil bitch classy still wont go wit out my ratchet

Let bygones be bygones we burying the hatchet

Kuz they know that I'm dangerous they disappear like magic

And we ain't like them nine to fives so now we fuck with plastic

I told them Im a rockstar so you can call me Patrick

(You can call me Patrick

I told that lil' hoe I won't average

She said I'm toxic come with baggage

I'm getting packs in

Yea I'm getting racks in)