3AM
Hello
Sippin scotty chillin down in monte carlo, hollow
With the baddest fuckin bitches kickin solo y'all know, Who knows
I don't need another nigga fuckin with me y'all know I know
I ain't getting fuckin younger nigga repping yolo so low
I'm just tryna fuckin mentor, All my little not niggas
But these niggas on dementor time, they want a hit of
All that shit that's on my mental, but I'm on the hinge of
All the shit that I was meant for, but you really tryna
Take away everything I was shooting for the stars
I done seen a couple things, I ain't looking at ya scars
But these niggas in the way, better stay ya ass on Mars
I'll be coming with the K and I'm shooting like Picard
What the fuck up
Betta run-up
Nut the fuck up
Or shut the fuck up
You niggas talk up
But I'ma walk up
And air this bitch out
Then I'ma walkout
No, you don't know bout
What I done been bout
No I ain't gang gang
Y'all niggas lame now
When niggas change a lil bit
You niggas change out
Hello
Sippin scotty chillin down in monte carlo, hollow
With the baddest fuckin bitches kickin solo y'all know, Who knows
I don't need another nigga fuckin with me y'all know I know
I ain't getting fuckin younger nigga repping yolo so low
You the reason she can't sleep at night nigga
But she the reason yo ass be on sight nigga
You get in one little fight and you could die nigga
Or spend the rest of your life with them right niggas
I don't eat at Chick-fil-A cuz I don't really like the taste
Rather get the sauce from Canes, cook the shit, my only way
You could give her everything and she could still be in ya way
But she be wanting everything that you can't give her anyway
I'm getting jumbled
I start to mumble
I get my skateboard hit the deck I'm riding Mongo
You see she holding onto shit and she won't let go
Hello
Sippin scotty chillin down in monte carlo, hollow
With the baddest fuckin bitches kickin solo y'all know, Who knows
I don't need another nigga fuckin with me y'all know I know
I ain't getting fuckin younger nigga repping yolo so low
Sippin scotty chillin down in monte carlo, hollow
With the baddest fuckin bitches kickin solo y'all know, Who knows
I don't need another nigga fuckin with me y'all know I know
I ain't getting fuckin younger nigga repping yolo so low
Sippin scotty chillin down in monte carlo, hollow
With the baddest fuckin bitches kickin solo y'all know, Who knows
I don't need another nigga fuckin with me y'all know I know
I ain't getting fuckin younger nigga repping yolo so low
I'm just tryna fuckin mentor, All my little not niggas
But these niggas on dementor time, they want a hit of
All that shit that's on my mental, but I'm on the hinge of
All the shit that I was meant for, but you really tryna
Take away everything I was shooting for the stars
I done seen a couple things, I ain't looking at ya scars
But these niggas in the way, better stay ya ass on Mars
I'll be coming with the K and I'm shooting like Picard
What the fuck up
Betta run-up
Nut the fuck up
Or shut the fuck up
You niggas talk up
But I'ma walk up
And air this bitch out
Then I'ma walkout
No, you don't know bout
What I done been bout
No I ain't gang gang
Y'all niggas lame now
When niggas change a lil bit
You niggas change out
Hello
Sippin scotty chillin down in monte carlo, hollow
With the baddest fuckin bitches kickin solo y'all know, Who knows
I don't need another nigga fuckin with me y'all know I know
I ain't getting fuckin younger nigga repping yolo so low
You the reason she can't sleep at night nigga
But she the reason yo ass be on sight nigga
You get in one little fight and you could die nigga
Or spend the rest of your life with them right niggas
I don't eat at Chick-fil-A cuz I don't really like the taste
Rather get the sauce from Canes, cook the shit, my only way
You could give her everything and she could still be in ya way
But she be wanting everything that you can't give her anyway
I'm getting jumbled
I start to mumble
I get my skateboard hit the deck I'm riding Mongo
You see she holding onto shit and she won't let go
Hello
Sippin scotty chillin down in monte carlo, hollow
With the baddest fuckin bitches kickin solo y'all know, Who knows
I don't need another nigga fuckin with me y'all know I know
I ain't getting fuckin younger nigga repping yolo so low
Sippin scotty chillin down in monte carlo, hollow
With the baddest fuckin bitches kickin solo y'all know, Who knows
I don't need another nigga fuckin with me y'all know I know
I ain't getting fuckin younger nigga repping yolo so low
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