Intro

Its 3am and horrible on some sick shit
Sicker than the flu money new like we print it
Spend it cuz there's more coming in like we stealing
I always got a problem wit these bitches catchin feelings
I get em lubed up like it's oil that I'm drilling
MilliManny got the chops like I grew up in a kitchen
Dropping panties like the rock stone cold when I kick it
3am be the name goin diamond is the mission
Forza italia 3am run up the sickness

Taking over continents easily with the quickness
You aint got the stamina homie you lackin fitness
You just a snitch tell me why you acting like a witness
You aint really trappin you just talk alot of weak shit
Knock it off you aint nothin but a broke bitch
U aint never been shit just a motherfuckin mouth piece
Dont talk that big game nigga ill put you in a deep sleep



Credits
Writer(s): Riccardo Facciolli
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