A.M. lyrics

[Intro]
Ay, yeah, yeah, yeah, you already know what the f*ck it is, man
It's your boy Vamp Money 305, you already know I'm in this motherf*cker like this, n*gga
Watch your motherf*ckin' mouth if you n*ggas got a problem with me, n*gga
Yes, ayy

[Verse]
When the sun goes down is when I'm comin' through
When the sun goes down, pull up in a coupe
When the sun goes down, b*tch, I'm gettin' it
Count the bands up, yeah I'm in this sh*t
When the sun goes down, guarantee I floss
When the sun goes down, b*tch, I am the boss
When I'm up in the club, yeah, I'm goin' off
I'm a real-ass n*gga and I'm takin' off
When the sun goes down, keep a lotta b*tches
Bad b*tches poppin' pus*y and they on my dizznick
When the sun goes down, man, she on my dizznick
Countin' bands with a n*gga 'cause we get-gettin' it
When the sun goes down, yeah, she feelin' on me
And she feelin' on my di*k, yeah, she feelin' me
I'm a real-ass n*gga, you ain't killin' me
You a f*ck-ass n*gga, you not my enemy
I'm too bossed up to even have enemies, broke n*ggas only n*ggas sayin' they got enemies
Why you think we out here rockin' t-shirts that say "enemies"?
'Cause we don't see our enemies, fake enemies, frenemies
Killer n*gga who wanna be a friend-of-me
When the sun goes down, I'm with a bad b*tch
When the sun goes down, I'm livin' lav— when the s—
When the sun goes down, b*tch, I'm settin' trends
That's when I come out, I'll take your b*tch
When the sun goes down, man, I'm doin' me
I'm a real n*gga, boy, you fugazi
When the sun goes down, b*tch, I'm stunting
From city to state to state, you ain't stoppin' me
When the sun goes down, b*tch, I'm glossing
When the sun goes down, b*tch, I'm flossing
How you ain't know it was me? Boy, it's SGP, B-L-A-C-K G-O-D
I'm flowing, she knowing, man, you n*ggas so annoying and wanna be me
I'm rollin' with my n*ggas and she rollin' on ecstasy pills
Man, I keep this sh*t real, too true, I'll shoot ya in your grill
When the sun goes down, man, I blind n*ggas
When the sun goes down, I stay shinin', n*gga
Keep a whole lotta bad b*tches everywhere I go
That's just me, how you know I'm a Miami n*gga
When the sun goes down, break my teeth glow
Golds in my mouth, pus*y boy, you ain't know?
Young Florida n*gga, so you know I rep the Flo'
Carol City n*gga, so I'm screamin' "RIP Stro"
When the sun goes down, countin' up my bands
A hunnid-thousand bands, man, you know, money in my hand
A hunnid-million dollars in my motherf*ckin' hand
Count the money up, man, I do the f*ckin' money dance
When the sun goes down, man, I'm with my n*ggas
Terror Gang, BMB, yeah, we them n*ggas
Shout out to my f*ckin' Five Finger n*ggas
And my motherf*ckin' Goth Money n*ggas
When the sun goes down, b*tch, we takin' over
Pullin' up in the black-on-black Range Rover
Stuntin' hard, how you ain't know it's us?
We put in a lotta work cause you know we don't give a f*ck
When the sun goes down, these b*tches poppin' pus*y all up on my di*k, in my crib, yeah, a lotta pus*y
When the sun goes down, we get the choppa, pus*y
Aim it at you n*ggas 'cause all you f*ckn*ggas pus*y
[Outro]
Wreck season, n*gga