2am in Ottawa

Me and my niggas and bitches we pull in Ottawa at 2am, we getting lit

She call me a piece of shit, but I'm full of shit, cuz I talk my shit

I love my niggas like I love money, I will never switch

All I do is chase bands, graffiti on the back of my pants

I say u can but de haters say no u can't

2 baddies, 2 man we link up at 2 am

Hustling, I can turn hunnid into a bands

Niggas be walking but me I sprint

I don't know yet I took a chance

37 degrees, but I got ice in my veins