in the Morning

Yeah

I'm the one, I got fingerprints on my gun
I don't use that shit for fun
I keep good dope in my lung
She wanna hang, she said it's fun
Got that dick and I make it run
You's a carbon copy, son
I been so tired of givin' out love
You's a dub, yeah
South side steppin' in
I'ma cop me that big ol' Benz
North side checkin' in
Get the money, we all gon' win
Niggas be hatin', they wait for your end
I be so fresh, I drip Prada on my lens
Pour up the drank, we poppin' the lid
Lost a whole album and did it again

If she don't wanna get toxic, then she not ready (One more time)
I'm fly as hell in my cockpit and it's no landing (One more time)
It's three o'clock in the morning, it ain't no playin' (One more time)
It's three o'clock in the morning, it ain't no playin'

Yeah
Yeah

Shit, I might bag me a Doja Cat
I ain't gotta look, I know it's fat
We be shoppin' and poppin' tags
We not lookin' at clothes and tags
Balenciaga, rockin' Raf
Brand new car, paper tags
As long as I'm sippin' that juice
I'ma just tell you the truth
Go whip out that foreign like vroom
Pick out a shawty like miney, moe
If I get diamonds, they gotta glow
We used to chill at the corner store
Now hit the studio, pick a flow
Shootin' out broad day
Sippin' on Chardonnay
And she keep it classy
Like she from Broadway

If she don't wanna get toxic, then she not ready (One more time)
I'm fly as hell in my cockpit and it's no landing (One more time)
It's three o'clock in the morning, it ain't no playin' (One more time)
It's three o'clock in the morning, it ain't no playin'