3AM (feat. HellCat!)

(3 in the morning is the realest hour) (Sex in the coupe like full throttle) On my block at a stop You could find me in jocks I be skating, I be cruising I be rolling up a lot In my J's, I'm so fly Got the swoosh on my feet I'm the Hermes of the streets God damn, I'm so alive And I sleep through the day And I play through the night With a scrunchie in my hair God damn, I blur the lines God damn, I kill the rhymes With all my curves and all my shine 'Cause I'm the sweetest little thing With your favorite pinch of spice On the streets, Texas heat Gotta stay loaded I put a peace to the beef I ain't sugar coat it I'm in the club rolling deep It's like 20 of us Pour up a drink, come and link Going fast so you better hit the brakes If we crash, 'cause my ice so frozen Bitch bad, she say that I'm chosen Got 'em mad 'cause I'm riding in the Jag Count 150 stacks, then I'm off steady floating She swear that we in the sky It's the way I mix the potions Swear we ain't afraid to die It's another level open Gold teeth, red eyes It's the devil in the motion Got to get it how you get it If you trying to get it going (Ah) Got to, got to, got to Got to get it how you get it If you trying to get it going Got to, got to, go to, got Got to keep the water moving Got to keep the water flowing 3 in the morning, it's the realest hour Riding at night give me too much power Sex in the coupe like full throttle Titties in her mouth like a baby bottle Riding on down on the highway stay low Smoking real loud in the West 210 Got a hand on the wheel, and you already know That my other hand stay on her thigh for the road Pick 'em off just like petals of a rose Outkast on the radio My baby wanna play a role Had to swerve out the way Ducking Ops, moving slow Fucking around, catch this fade They don't want to catch the smoke They don't want to catch the smoke Motherfuckers steaming So I wear the golden rope Fighting off the demons On that 281 road Yeah, I'm swerving and I'm peeling I'm the baddest bitch you know Yeah, I'm toaking and I'm keefing (3 in the morning, it's the realest hour)(Yeah) 3 in the morning, it's the realest hour Riding at night give me too much power Sex in the coupe like full throttle Titties in her mouth like a baby bottle Riding on down on the highway stay low Smoking real loud in the West 210 Got a hand on the wheel, and you already know That my other hand stay on her thigh for the road