3AM In DC
I'm all on my own
Wearing VLone
She got my heart but she ain't wearing chrome
And this right off the dome
Pops hit my line I ain't make it back home
So I'm making it home
Straight tunnel vision when I'm inna zone
Yeah I'm inna zone
We riding Scat Packs all thru the city
Me and my niggas gon buss up a diddy
Hellcat whining I fw da kitty
Trackhawk screaming it's boutta get gritty
We riding Scat Packs all thru the city
Me and my niggas gon buss up a diddy
Hellcat whining I fw da kitty
Trackhawk screaming it's boutta get gritty
Trackhawk screaming it's boutta get loud
We up in this bitch turning up with the crowd
Ice on my neck got these niggas like how
And bitches impressed so I took me a bow
When I blow up I need money like now
Turn one to a hunnid and that to a thou
Wearing em out niggas threw in a towel
They tryna play D I'm offensive with fouls
Project baby I'm fucking a model
Twenty three in the club popping twenty three bottles
Hemi jerk back when I push on the throttle
Scored bout eight times in this bitch Jaylen Waddle
Don't think too much on that line its a fact
Twenty fifteen I was riding inna Ac
Twenty twenty-three now I'm pushing shit back
When you living life this you don't know how to act
Can't fw that bitch cause I heard she was green
Brodie got rich serving nothing but fiends
Clearing the bank when I step onna scene
I'm never gon stop til I'm up on ya screen
You tryna get rich then No Budget the team
I'm taking what's mine it's deep in my genes
I never sleep I can't say it's my dreams
Put the gang in some fast shit Lightning McQueen
I'm all on my own
Wearing VLone
She got my heart but she ain't wearing chrome
And this right off the uh
Pops hit my line I ain't make it back home
So I'm making it home
Straight tunnel vision when I'm inna zone
Yeah I'm inna zone
We riding Scat Packs all thru the city
Me and my niggas gon buss up a diddy
Hellcat whining I fw da kitty
Trackhawk screaming it's boutta get gritty
We riding Scat Packs all thru the city
Me and my niggas gon buss up a diddy
Hellcat whining I fw da kitty
Trackhawk screaming it's boutta get gritty
Wearing VLone
She got my heart but she ain't wearing chrome
And this right off the dome
Pops hit my line I ain't make it back home
So I'm making it home
Straight tunnel vision when I'm inna zone
Yeah I'm inna zone
We riding Scat Packs all thru the city
Me and my niggas gon buss up a diddy
Hellcat whining I fw da kitty
Trackhawk screaming it's boutta get gritty
We riding Scat Packs all thru the city
Me and my niggas gon buss up a diddy
Hellcat whining I fw da kitty
Trackhawk screaming it's boutta get gritty
Trackhawk screaming it's boutta get loud
We up in this bitch turning up with the crowd
Ice on my neck got these niggas like how
And bitches impressed so I took me a bow
When I blow up I need money like now
Turn one to a hunnid and that to a thou
Wearing em out niggas threw in a towel
They tryna play D I'm offensive with fouls
Project baby I'm fucking a model
Twenty three in the club popping twenty three bottles
Hemi jerk back when I push on the throttle
Scored bout eight times in this bitch Jaylen Waddle
Don't think too much on that line its a fact
Twenty fifteen I was riding inna Ac
Twenty twenty-three now I'm pushing shit back
When you living life this you don't know how to act
Can't fw that bitch cause I heard she was green
Brodie got rich serving nothing but fiends
Clearing the bank when I step onna scene
I'm never gon stop til I'm up on ya screen
You tryna get rich then No Budget the team
I'm taking what's mine it's deep in my genes
I never sleep I can't say it's my dreams
Put the gang in some fast shit Lightning McQueen
I'm all on my own
Wearing VLone
She got my heart but she ain't wearing chrome
And this right off the uh
Pops hit my line I ain't make it back home
So I'm making it home
Straight tunnel vision when I'm inna zone
Yeah I'm inna zone
We riding Scat Packs all thru the city
Me and my niggas gon buss up a diddy
Hellcat whining I fw da kitty
Trackhawk screaming it's boutta get gritty
We riding Scat Packs all thru the city
Me and my niggas gon buss up a diddy
Hellcat whining I fw da kitty
Trackhawk screaming it's boutta get gritty
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Writer(s): Anthony Hawkins
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