In the Am (feat. Big Lean)
I got some bad bitches, but I cant get some badder yeah
They all turn up they want some powder yeah
No they don't wanna go home
They don't wanna let a dawg roam
I got some bitches out here and they rowdy yeah
My niggas ain't no cowards yeah
No they don't wanna go home
So we gon turn up till the morning yeah
I got a gang and a bitches smoking marijuana yeah
Out in Beverly Rodeo we be ballin yeah
On a boat but we ain't playing Lil Yachty yeah
Middle finger to the ones that always doubted yeah
I got some baddies in my section every bottle 400 a pop
I ain't gon invite your ass up in here if you aint' my dawg
In the am girls be poppin on the xany's, while I'm skiing on this Cali
Birds be flockin all around me Burns
I'm way up on another level high as fuck
The times ain't always tough my click be diamond cut
The club it close at 4 we gotta round em up
The after party it lit you gon be mad as fuck
The flyest in the club you drive a Cadi truck (cadi truck)
She pop a lotta shit she could back it up
She tatted up tatted up (tatted up)
I got so many hoes that they ain't adding up
I got some bad bitches, but I cant get some badder yeah
They all turn up they want some powder yeah
No they don't wanna go home
They don't wanna let a dawg roam
I got some bitches out here and they rowdy yeah
My niggas ain't no cowards yeah
No they don't wanna go home
So we gon turn up till the morning yeah
We stay right here until the morning sun
Every night we ain't sleeping until the fortune come
You fuckin wit me out the gate well then I owe you one
Poppin bottles in this bitch she bout to roll me one
In the AM when the baddest bitches come alive
Fly to Florida make the winter time a summer time
Party till the morning then we go on tour
Hustle hard and then you might just get a trophy for it
We smoking on the lalala
The molly got you high high high (all the way)
She wanna go home I don't hear her
She be hella bad I mean a stone cold killer
I got some bad bitches, but I cant get some badder yeah
They all turn up they want some powder yeah
No they don't wanna go home
They don't wanna let a dawg roam
I got some bitches out here and they rowdy yeah
My niggas ain't no cowards yeah
No they don't wanna go home
So we gon turn up till the morning
You the only one in the morning
You don't want them haters to be calling
You know you my one and only darling
Ima keep your ass up in the morning
All in, call in
In the AM
They all turn up they want some powder yeah
No they don't wanna go home
They don't wanna let a dawg roam
I got some bitches out here and they rowdy yeah
My niggas ain't no cowards yeah
No they don't wanna go home
So we gon turn up till the morning yeah
I got a gang and a bitches smoking marijuana yeah
Out in Beverly Rodeo we be ballin yeah
On a boat but we ain't playing Lil Yachty yeah
Middle finger to the ones that always doubted yeah
I got some baddies in my section every bottle 400 a pop
I ain't gon invite your ass up in here if you aint' my dawg
In the am girls be poppin on the xany's, while I'm skiing on this Cali
Birds be flockin all around me Burns
I'm way up on another level high as fuck
The times ain't always tough my click be diamond cut
The club it close at 4 we gotta round em up
The after party it lit you gon be mad as fuck
The flyest in the club you drive a Cadi truck (cadi truck)
She pop a lotta shit she could back it up
She tatted up tatted up (tatted up)
I got so many hoes that they ain't adding up
I got some bad bitches, but I cant get some badder yeah
They all turn up they want some powder yeah
No they don't wanna go home
They don't wanna let a dawg roam
I got some bitches out here and they rowdy yeah
My niggas ain't no cowards yeah
No they don't wanna go home
So we gon turn up till the morning yeah
We stay right here until the morning sun
Every night we ain't sleeping until the fortune come
You fuckin wit me out the gate well then I owe you one
Poppin bottles in this bitch she bout to roll me one
In the AM when the baddest bitches come alive
Fly to Florida make the winter time a summer time
Party till the morning then we go on tour
Hustle hard and then you might just get a trophy for it
We smoking on the lalala
The molly got you high high high (all the way)
She wanna go home I don't hear her
She be hella bad I mean a stone cold killer
I got some bad bitches, but I cant get some badder yeah
They all turn up they want some powder yeah
No they don't wanna go home
They don't wanna let a dawg roam
I got some bitches out here and they rowdy yeah
My niggas ain't no cowards yeah
No they don't wanna go home
So we gon turn up till the morning
You the only one in the morning
You don't want them haters to be calling
You know you my one and only darling
Ima keep your ass up in the morning
All in, call in
In the AM
Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Sardina
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