ThreeOhFive

[Young Jay]
[Verse: 1]
I let my tongue out like a Rolling Stone -
While she squints her eyes like I'm cold patron
She takes me in and she knows what's up
I'm not wifing up. We're like a cordless phone
No strings attached. Pussy is power. I'm feeling that
Power is mine cause I get the snatch
She didn't know dope. Now we hit and match
We get lit and smash
Up all night so I'm needing IV
Eyes still bloodshot so I'm needing Visine
Try to fill my hygiene with talk that's about cream
I ain't ever stress hoes whose talk is not me
So many took too long and they saying they lost me
I apologize to them telling them probably
Heart break nigga, that's what they taught me
Now I mastered that shit. Nobody can stop me
I took what's mine and I left none, man
I disregard niggas that ain't got no plan
If you don't talk money there's no conversation
You better sit down. You can't stand where I stand
Too many of y'all talk shit with the breath of an ass
Started from the bottom but I'm still ahead of my class
But you're dead in the trash like the death of a cat -
Cause I murdered you pussies. You get where I'm at?
No - cause you can't
Get to where I am; a true champ
I'm hungry for this shit and food stamps -
Don't fill my stomach. I feel I run it
I feel I'm running
I feel like I'm running my mouth
I'm running the south
I'm running this game on you bitches
(Yeah) I know that I'm coming straight out
Weekend walks up 107
Made it to the crib and she met the legend
Bruno's locked out but I stay in heaven
I focus on my grind and the way I'm dressed in
These niggas from my part ain't shit
So keep talking shit
You won't make it in basketball
I suggest you quit

[Hook]
Up all night, it's 3:05 -
And all I do is pipe
Up all night, it's 3:05 -
So please don't blow my high
Up all night, it's 3:05 -
So don't disturb me when I write
Up all night, it's 3:05 -
And don't you dare come waste my time
(repeat)

[Verse: 2]
Salute to my crew. Shout out to Raider
Shout out to Braddy. Shout out to Major
This is Miami we got it on lock
Oops, I forgot. Shout out to my haters
My niggas want paper, there's no denying
Give us one year and we'll have it piling
Texting these hoes till I stop replying
Smoking that good till I can't comply
Attending these parties that people -
Are sipping and drinking until the last ounce
Trying to say shit that they can't pronounce
So fucked up they can't even bounce
All of my niggas are doing they thing -
And that's the only thing that nowaday counts
Trying to make money in big ass amounts -
To have lots of bottles for hundreds of rounds
Spit true shit. This my blueprint
Oh my Goodness. You're a nuisance
You don't do shit. All my dudes in -
And we do our thing and it's abusive
It's ThreeOhFive until the death of me
I'll tell these fake ass rappers rest in peace -
Cause the realest on the rise and they next to me
It's New Miami. Start checking me
She ride down my city looking to fuck with me
I told her no hickies. She rode me and licked me
That's power where I'm from
Pussy is power, it's said and done
These niggas from my part ain't shit
They ain't making shit
You won't make it in anything
Feel free to hate me, bitch
[Hook]
Up all night, it's 3:05 -
And all I do is pipe
Up all night, it's 3:05 -
So please don't blow my high
Up all night, it's 3:05 -
So don't disturb me when I write
Up all night, it's 3:05 -
And don't you dare come waste my time
(repeat)