2AM (feat. noah.)
Hit the plug
Got him out of stock now she outa luck
When she buy from me, she gonna show me love
For a quick percent, she gotta quick and suck
Step no bug
Got a chain no tuck
When she ride or die I'm gonna Benz the truck
Roll the dice when my poker's up
Bet on black when the card's my luck
Okay
Talk to me block for me, I'm on
Run for me walk for me, I'm gone
Walking on me I'm blocking on me
I'm talking like I'm
Packing the weed I'm killing the beat
I'm lost
You talking like you own a bad bitch
I tell you now before you're mad and you take hits
I take notes if you ghost write your own shit
Got a 3 0 fucking wid your own clip
2 on the clock
2 in my bed
2 on my cock
2 off my head
2 on the go but we playing instead
2 on the throw I move onto the next
1 in the back
1 in the front
1 in her eyes I can't tell what she wants
1 in the dm and 1 but I see him with her
And she's giving him all that he wants
Stretchy like Mrs Incredible
I'm off an edible
Gummy identical
Fucking regrettable
Jake and it's federal
My rack ain't spendable
Doc with a medical
Cards like humanity
Losing my sanity
Newton and gravity
Lack Personality
I'm feeling panicky
Fuck rationality
Praise God
Like we Christianity
It's 2AM
I'm calling again
I'm calling again
Why you pass to your friend
Don't even pretend
The roads they end
I'm calling again
Yeah I'm calling a-
Oh wait I'm stuck
Give her no head cause she outa luck
Cuffing the tux
Flying on Emirates, flying deluxe
Half ass like a semi
Skimming when I'm shooting like John F. Kennedy
Yeah ay
Ripping beats like Kenny
More complex with the God like Demi
She said too fast
Predicting the winning yeah
Like a forecast
Hey Ya! Outkast
I call her my Mrs, she calling me Jackson
Yeah
She wanna come
Playing like Fender we bouta go strum
Yeah ay
Drop it like bomb
Dunkin' like donuts I'm shooting, Lebron
Hit it again
I want the smoke
Piping it up
Like I'm piping the most
Blowing it up
Like I might be the GOAT
She gon be blowing
So let's raise a toast
Raise a glass
She gon be throwing it back like her ass
Ay hit it
Blast from the past
Shawty a quickie, this never gon last
Backing it up like a baddie yuh
Shaking it up like a Maccie yuh
Throwing it back like she might be the one
Too hot to handle can't manage yuh
I'm gonna fuck her
Hit it and leave
I'm gonna choke her
Shawty can't breathe
Eye to eye
You to me
Calling her up
To link and skeeeeeeeeeet
It's 2AM
I'm calling again
I'm calling again
Why you pass to your friend
Don't even pretend
The roads they end
I'm calling again
Yeah I'm calling again