YTB Fatt - 3 in the Morning lyrics
YTB Fatt [Cavon Deshawn Paige] West Memphis, Arkansas, U.S. 🇺🇸
[YTB Fatt - 3 in the Morning lyrics]
Ah, ss
Ah
Ah
Ah
Ah
It's like three in the morning, walkin' 'round the house, sittin' down on my dick
Ten bed rooms, just got off the phone with Chloe, and told her I miss her, I needs it
Post my lo', they'll get me
My car, a supercharged engine
I know all the shit I know 'cause I listen
This time of year, boy, I know he with me, the cue
They got a guy for the job
When I did, I ain't show 'em a penny (Frr)
They killed my lil' brother
I left them alone, but I'm back in it
If I do anything, I'm gone
Creepin' the county, gon' try to ship me to prison
I told lil' J, "Lay off the bars a little, I need you with me"
Several roaches, yeah, then I'm litty
I'ma get you a million if you comin' to get me
Really didn't know Moneybagg Yo, but we linked up and took some millions
Ah, ss
But that ain't why I love you, nigga (What else?)
You showed me real love
You could've did that to any other young nigga
Ss, ah, caught up in my thoughts, ss
I told the treesh, "You should've just shipped them off"
Plank, ss, I think the feds involved, ss
I don't know, I'm finna link with grandma, spend time in a park
Today, I'm shinin' hard (Oh)
Seven, eight hundred cars
I ain't seen this shit, on God
Everything large (Loaf)
I wish lil' Yak could see this picture I'm paintin' (On God)
I feel you, bro, but you gotta understand, the hood let me score
Some make it, some don't
But we the ones, God just hold the balls
Some made it, some didn't
What you know about a nigga makin' you crawl? (Frr)
Some make it, some don't
I'm talkin' 'bout a hundred piece (Baow)
What you know 'bout meetin' the plug? Talkin' 'bout a hundred Ps
Tell Pimp K, "I'm sorry"
'Cause Quinn died with me
Sometimes, I'm callin' Ayesha
'Cause I found they blockin' me
I'm afraid, they killed Quinn and hit my knee
That shit right there, I couldn't think about
My mama, your mama sisters
Matter fact, they both together at the house
You my kin, I'm your rival
I'm breakin' the pen when Ms involved
And a Fox don't cross a Fox, that's law
Twenty-five, doin' time, I hide in that car (Oh)
If shit go left, know be there, help me out
Ah, I'm at war with the cities
And I'm make sure I'm the biggest, fuck the north, east side, and the south (Ss)
I saw niggas be charged by shuttin' they mouth
Bagg came and got me, but the day before, they took my auntie life
I know when somethin' ain't right (Ss)
Play with anything that I love, I'm comin' up out this ice
Oh
Ah
Ah
Ah
Ah
It's like three in the morning, walkin' 'round the house, sittin' down on my dick
Ten bed rooms, just got off the phone with Chloe, and told her I miss her, I needs it
Post my lo', they'll get me
My car, a supercharged engine
I know all the shit I know 'cause I listen
This time of year, boy, I know he with me, the cue
They got a guy for the job
When I did, I ain't show 'em a penny (Frr)
They killed my lil' brother
I left them alone, but I'm back in it
If I do anything, I'm gone
Creepin' the county, gon' try to ship me to prison
I told lil' J, "Lay off the bars a little, I need you with me"
Several roaches, yeah, then I'm litty
I'ma get you a million if you comin' to get me
Really didn't know Moneybagg Yo, but we linked up and took some millions
Ah, ss
But that ain't why I love you, nigga (What else?)
You showed me real love
You could've did that to any other young nigga
Ss, ah, caught up in my thoughts, ss
I told the treesh, "You should've just shipped them off"
Plank, ss, I think the feds involved, ss
I don't know, I'm finna link with grandma, spend time in a park
Today, I'm shinin' hard (Oh)
Seven, eight hundred cars
I ain't seen this shit, on God
Everything large (Loaf)
I wish lil' Yak could see this picture I'm paintin' (On God)
I feel you, bro, but you gotta understand, the hood let me score
Some make it, some don't
But we the ones, God just hold the balls
Some made it, some didn't
What you know about a nigga makin' you crawl? (Frr)
Some make it, some don't
I'm talkin' 'bout a hundred piece (Baow)
What you know 'bout meetin' the plug? Talkin' 'bout a hundred Ps
Tell Pimp K, "I'm sorry"
'Cause Quinn died with me
Sometimes, I'm callin' Ayesha
'Cause I found they blockin' me
I'm afraid, they killed Quinn and hit my knee
That shit right there, I couldn't think about
My mama, your mama sisters
Matter fact, they both together at the house
You my kin, I'm your rival
I'm breakin' the pen when Ms involved
And a Fox don't cross a Fox, that's law
Twenty-five, doin' time, I hide in that car (Oh)
If shit go left, know be there, help me out
Ah, I'm at war with the cities
And I'm make sure I'm the biggest, fuck the north, east side, and the south (Ss)
I saw niggas be charged by shuttin' they mouth
Bagg came and got me, but the day before, they took my auntie life
I know when somethin' ain't right (Ss)
Play with anything that I love, I'm comin' up out this ice
Oh
