Lyrics 3amDRUNK! - CincoTheFlexGod

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
It's 3 am and i'm still drinking, i'm thinking about my past
I gotta bad bitch
She still slim with a fat ass
They know that i'm him but I still gotta brag
Passed lil bro the strap but I still got the bag
You know that i'm back by popular demand
He wanna be me, I might be his dad
Life is a beach, i'm playing in the sand
If life was bitch, she tryna' fuck my friends
The way that it's going, she might get a chance
I don't give a fuck, i'm still running up bands
Never let nobody fumble your plans
No beef with my granny but im rolling grams
I'm with my bitch and she know that i'm geeked up and she tryna' drive, she know ima' Swerve
I'm in this bitch and you know that i'm geeked up but I still wont spill nothing on this shirt
I already won it, I keep it a hunnid, ima' be a real nigga til' it hurt
I looked at my brother, what's up on his shoulder? thats a Tommy Hilfiger, not a purse
Tell me how the bullets feel when it hurt
I hopped in whip, all you hear is skrrrrrtt

Hop in the whip and all the tires screech
I'm pulling up anywhere you wanna' meet
I'm driving and she sucking in the front seat
You know that you crazy as fuck for competing with me but you know I respect the Defeat
I hope that you know that the backwood is honeyberry, other than that ain't nothing else Sweet
And I'm with the mafia, nigga capeesh
And i'm with some dogs but they off the leash
They looking for sticks, they look in the street
They looking for tricks and they looking for treats
We pull up equipped boy you better retreat
He wanted some smoke but he can't take the heat
You know this my world and everything fall in my favor so it never matter to me, yeah

It do not matter
It do not matter
It do not matter, Like Uzi Vert

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
It's 3 am and i'm still drinking, i'm thinking about my past
I gotta bad bitch
she still slim with a fat ass
They know that i'm him but I still gotta brag
Passed lil bro the strap but I still got the bag
You know that i'm back by popular demand
He wanna be me, I might be his dad
Life is a beach, i'm playing in the sand
If life was bitch, she tryna' fuck my friends
The way that it's going, she might get a chance
I don't give a fuck, i'm still running up bands
Never let nobody fumble your plans
No beef with my granny but im rolling grams
I'm with my bitch and she know that i'm geeked up and she tryna' drive, she know ima' Swerve
I'm in this bitch and you know that i'm geeked up but I still wont spill nothing on this shirt
I already won it, I keep it a hunnid, ima' be a real nigga til' it hurt
I looked at my brother, what's up on his shoulder? thats a Tommy Hilfiger, not a purse
Tell me how the bullets feel when it hurt
I hopped in whip, all you hear is skrrrrrtt