1AM
It's One AM, fuck a studio, cause your boy been sittin' in the backseat
Tell me how you got everything I ever wanted, but still you could never outclass me
I'm really gon' do it, I hop in a Uber, I don't wanna pay for no taxi
I put a dot on your head, now you and your homies, you know what it's like to have acne
I fell in love with a ghost bitch, and you askin' me what, I don't know shit
I been stayin' in who I'm close with, there's so much in my plate I can't cope with
That's fine, askin' me what's in my cup, that's wine
Classy and she got a butt, that's mine
Baddie and she love me, fuck, that's right, uh-huh, uh-huh, lil' bitch
Livin' too fast, yeah, shoutout to Shai, cause I don't got the patience, uh, yeah
She hit me up just to tell me I'm funny and I'm in her playlist, uh, yeah
I feel my life slip away with like every breath that I'm takin', uh
Yeah, ice on me and I walk with a blade like I'm motherfuckin' skatin', uh, yeah
They used to laugh at a kid, I been feelin' like Sung Jin
A matter of fact, I'm not gon' fuck up the function, I'll pull up and run shit, okay
Uh, Aussie boy, so you know I been on cunt shit
But don't get it twisted, I got some psycho homies and they really clutch shit, ha-ha
Bad, bad lil' bitch at the party, I'm a lil' tipsy, I told her to call me, uh
Check in the morning and she said she love me, it's fuckin' appalling, uh
I won't say sorry, uh, you got a man, so how is you fallin', uh
Fuck it, I'm ballin', uh, what do you want, like, shawty, stop stallin', uh
I put how I feel in my music, so what do I write about when I feel numb
And my ex-peers all clueless, they don't understand why I'm callin' em dumb
I said that I hate you, you don't understand why
Said you on smoke, but you takin' your damn time
I just got tatted of the gojo hand signs
toji how I do the job and a band mine
Walk in the room, the attention is on me
I get to shootin', that man is a zombie
That is your bitch, she a fan, she all on me
That is your clique, they abandon yo sorry ass
Yo, babe, don't call me back
Oh, hey, y'all fallin' flat
No way y'all crawlin' back for the fifth time this week
Tell me how you got everything I ever wanted, but still you could never outclass me
I'm really gon' do it, I hop in a Uber, I don't wanna pay for no taxi
I put a dot on your head, now you and your homies, you know what it's like to have acne
I fell in love with a ghost bitch, and you askin' me what, I don't know shit
I been stayin' in who I'm close with, there's so much in my plate I can't cope with
That's fine, askin' me what's in my cup, that's wine
Classy and she got a butt, that's mine
Baddie and she love me, fuck, that's right, uh-huh, uh-huh, lil' bitch
Livin' too fast, yeah, shoutout to Shai, cause I don't got the patience, uh, yeah
She hit me up just to tell me I'm funny and I'm in her playlist, uh, yeah
I feel my life slip away with like every breath that I'm takin', uh
Yeah, ice on me and I walk with a blade like I'm motherfuckin' skatin', uh, yeah
They used to laugh at a kid, I been feelin' like Sung Jin
A matter of fact, I'm not gon' fuck up the function, I'll pull up and run shit, okay
Uh, Aussie boy, so you know I been on cunt shit
But don't get it twisted, I got some psycho homies and they really clutch shit, ha-ha
Bad, bad lil' bitch at the party, I'm a lil' tipsy, I told her to call me, uh
Check in the morning and she said she love me, it's fuckin' appalling, uh
I won't say sorry, uh, you got a man, so how is you fallin', uh
Fuck it, I'm ballin', uh, what do you want, like, shawty, stop stallin', uh
I put how I feel in my music, so what do I write about when I feel numb
And my ex-peers all clueless, they don't understand why I'm callin' em dumb
I said that I hate you, you don't understand why
Said you on smoke, but you takin' your damn time
I just got tatted of the gojo hand signs
toji how I do the job and a band mine
Walk in the room, the attention is on me
I get to shootin', that man is a zombie
That is your bitch, she a fan, she all on me
That is your clique, they abandon yo sorry ass
Yo, babe, don't call me back
Oh, hey, y'all fallin' flat
No way y'all crawlin' back for the fifth time this week
Credits
Writer(s): Joshua Lobo
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