[Intro]
Ayo, Jug
3 A.M
[Chorus]
I just rock that Raf for no reason
My b*tch the perfect girl for conversation (Yeah), but I still get bored (Yeah), and then I end up leavin' (Yeah)
Don't push me too far away, 'cause if I go too far away, I might not come right back, I'm gettin' even-steven (Yeah)
You call me like, (What?) "Where you at at (What?) 3 A.M?" (What?) I'm MIA in LAX, (What?) I'm cool, (What?) and she just (What?) keeps on teasin' (Go)
Oh, you ain't know? I got timing on my side
I'm close to Amsterdam right now, like b*tch, I'm right up in your region (Yes, sir)
[Verse 1]
I just turn over for no reason (What?)
She said you a soph*more, b*tch I'm in my second season
Gotta put my jerseys in the raptors right now, DC fu*kin' eatin'
I don't want that sh*t, he got Ghost Rider in him, he a fu*kin' demon
I'm tryna talk, talk, down, tryna add that to my life without my cousin (Yeah)
In LA with my boys, I ain't in here feelin' nothin'
Why they fu*kin' with me too? It's hot, I'm in the oven
See I'm just a schizophrenic dude, I don't do the lovin' or fu*kin', or cuffin', but if we get it down, we can end up with something
If you got a pound we can run it up, one hundred
I know somethings going down, I can feel it in my stomach
[Refrain]
Got the trap house jumpin'
He a crash, he don't want it (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'ma pass, I don't want it
b*tch got gas, he a runner (Yeah)
Do the dash on my opponent, whoa
I'm way too fast, no he don't want it (What?), got the trap house jumpin' (Go)
b*tch I got that bag I feel important
Dior house shoes when I walk around it's like I shorted
I should've never loved you and that's why
Puttin' down your drugs too 'cause they don't get me high (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Chorus]
I just rock that Raf for no reason
My b*tch the perfect girl for conversation, but I still get bored, and then I end up (Yeah) leavin' (Go)
Don't push me too far away, 'cause if I go too (Yeah, yeah) far away, I might not come right back, I'm gettin' even-steven (Go)
You call me like, "Where you at at 3 A.M?" (Yeah) I'm MIA in LAX, I'm cool and she just (Go) keeps on teasin' (Yeah)
Oh, you ain't know? I got timing on my side
I'm close to Amsterdam right now, like b*tch, I'm right up in your region
[Verse 2]
Yeah, and it's all of me (What?)
I'm dead asleep right now, she tryna talk to me
But she didn't know that in my dreams I think it's better, no
I tried to wake up next to you I had to let her go (What?)
And I, I hate it when they try spending the night, too soon
I don't want you layin' by my side (Go)
I know you're trying to live your fu*king life, me too
fu*k it I'm a have to let it fly
I count dough up with my shawtys, I feel so important
Back in the Mil' on 47th street, I throw up with my shawtys
You know that we runnin' up that sh*t forever
My ni**as made it out that muddy weather
Talk to me with some sense, she know how I get when you use that attitude
But I'm so used to this sh*t that's why I'm bulletproof
I'll never see your soul inside you, I saw what it did to you
It'd been one day of the week but I swear to God that I've been missing you
Don't take my seat, I don't wanna dance
Leave me alone with a hundred bands
Don't bury me in this town, I wanna die in France
Look at the fu*kin' Eiffel Tower, this a beautiful way to end
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
[Chorus]
I just rock that Raf for no reason (Woah)
My b*tch the perfect girl for conversation, but I still get bored, and then I end up leavin'
Don't push me too far away, 'cause if I go too (Yeah, yeah) far away, I might not come right back, I'm gettin' even-steven (Go)
You call me like, "Where you at at 3 A.M?" I'm MIA in LAX, I'm cool and she just keeps on teasin'
Oh, you ain't know? I got timing on my side
I'm close to Amsterdam right now, like b*tch, I'm right up in your region
[Refrain]
Got the trap house jumpin'
He a crash, he don't want it
I'ma pass, I don't want it
b*tch got gas, he a runner
Do the dash on my opponent, woah
I'm way too fast, no, he don't want it, got the trap house jumpin'
b*tch I got that bag I feel important
Dior house shoes when I walk around it's like I shorted
I should've never loved you and that's why
Puttin' down your drugs too 'cause they don't get me high
[Outro]
(Lets go)
Yeah, woah
Yes, I'm feelin' this one, woah, woah
Let's go
Donny!