3AM

[Chorus]
Nigga I'm swinging that stick, I ain't got no pick, I might hit me a bitch
I don't care where you go, I'm dropping my mask, hit his ass with that shit if he was speaking on 6
If I jump out this whip bet a nigga get dipped
Hit his ass with that nick, turn his dreads to a temp
I can't jump in that car if it ain't got no tint
I could chase a nigga down, I'm good to go bend
I done left his ass stiff when I jumped off that fence
I was bumping that P, Lee was bumping that ten
I got accurate with that switch, I done shot off his shit
I'ma creep on a nigga, I don't make no diss
Drop bombs on their street, I done blew up the Creek
And these bitch-niggas scared, I was sliding for a week
He got hit trying to reach, that young nigga sweet
I swung my door to two-step with that P

[Verse]
Drop more than a hundred, I was riding with Quise
Two blocks, one day, I was riding with Grease
He got stuck on his rip, tell 'em "bring out the sheets"
YB got cracked, put his ass in my sheet
He got tapped with that Drac', tell him pick up his feet
I catch a dunk on a nigga, I ain't shooting from deep
He was speaking on Dush, now his dumbass deceased
I'll fuck up a street 'fore I fuck up a beat
I'll fuck up a block, I'll hop out that car
He got hit with that beef, put his ass in the stars
I'm spinning today and spinning tomorrow
Get to tapping that blatt, he ain't making it far
He got stuck in his whip now his ass in a bar
I ain't smoking on Leddy, he ain't hitting like za
I'm grabbing that chop to go fuck up the park
It's Box Shit Gang clearing shit with that mop
I'm averaging two when I'm riding with Top
I'm jacking with Shiesty, just got us a watch
I'm a jump out boy, can't shoot out no car
Try to fish on the 6 and got put in a bar
Try to fish in this lake and got caught on a hook
Free CB, I ain't spinning with rookies
I'm dipping in strikers, I can't get booked
I crept on the 3 and had they ass shook

[Chorus]
Nigga I'm swinging that stick, I ain't got no pick, I might hit me a bitch
I don't care where you go, I'm dropping my mask, hit his ass with that shit if he was speaking on 6
If I jump out this whip bet a nigga get dipped
Hit his ass with that nick', turn his dreads to a temp
I can't jump in that car if it ain't got no tint
I could chase a nigga down, I'm good to go bend
I done left his ass stiff when I jumped off that fence
I was bumping that P, Lee was bumping that ten
I got accurate with that switch, I done shot off his shit
I'ma creep on a nigga, I don't make no diss
Drop bombs on their street, I done blew up the Creek
And these bitch-niggas scared, I was sliding for a week
He got hit trying to reach, that young nigga sweet
I swung my door to two-step with that P