King Von — 3 A.M.

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Man, it’s three in the morning (Uh-huh)
I’m thinking ’bout hitting this lick
I know what y’all thinking, I’m bogus
I’m supposed to be home with a bitch
Nah, see, I pay the rent, yeah, and I got a kid, damn
Plus, his pockets thick, the shit I’ma take he won’t even miss
Now this shit a risk ’cause I asked about him and he play with stick
But it is what it is, if that nigga rich then I’m busting his shit
Yeah, see, even I flinch, nah, ’cause my finger itch
But here come his whip, but he ain’t alone, he came with a bitch
See I ain’t changing no plans, it is what it is, I am what I am
And if his bitch got some sense, when I up this blick his hoe better get down
From the look this bitch Burberry’s down
From the look this bitch bands and Chanel
From back end she a ten on the scale
I think I might just take her as well
Let me stop being’ silly, they going in the building, I’m going in with ’em
God please let him do what I say, if he don’t, he gone be coming to get me
See, I’m high and a little bit of tipsy
But I’m focused, I’m thirsty, it’s in me
Caught him lackin’, put the Glock to his kidney
He start shaking and squirming and fidgeting
Told the bitch, «Don’t look my way,» if she do, her whole face gone be missing
And she stay with her face to the wall so I guess that she got the picture
I want the money, it could be so simple
And your jewelry shit look official
If he play, gun blow like a whistle
Pat him down, look, what? I found his pistol
Looked to the right ’cause I heard a giggle
Turned around and this bitch my sister
«Aye Kayla, why you dressed like a hooker?
And all the niggas that you fuck with be pussy?»
Damn, look, man, I’m sorry, I’m sorry for ruining’ y’all party
But I’m keeping the money and jewelry
Just walk it off, you would thank me tomorrow
Man, these niggas be bitches, straight ho, flat out, he sissy
Play with King Von, he tripping
Find out where he stay next week, he missing
A nigga diss me, he won’t do it again
I rob a nigga and do it again
I come through your block and kill two of your friends
It’s do or die, is you gone ride? (Gang)

DJ on the beat so it’s a banger