2 Am lyrics

[Intro]
Aye b*tch what you doing
What up Uce
Your not talk to your other b*tches to instagram no more
So now you could talk to me well I don't care who you are Big Sad 1900
Whatever

[Chorus]
It's two A.M. we got this b*tch bussin' (Yeah)
Poppin' bottles i walked in with a hundred (With a hundred)
We having motion you know this sh*t ain't nothin'
Parkin' in the Valet tell me when you coming (When you coming)
Came off perks lil mama wanna twerk
My n*ggas with me we came up out the dirt (Came up out the dirt
)
b*tch hit the pole im about to make you work
I Came to chill i ain't come in here to flirt (Nah)


[Verse 1]
We pull up and park coupes in the front (In the front)
Fifty deep like you boys don't want no bump (Boys don't want no bump)
I brought it in I ain't leave it in the trunk (Nah)
Play that 2Pac we don't wanna hear Lil Pump (Lil Pump)
We been going crazy since my n*gga came home
Still serving for them hoes when they bring me bankrolls (Got you b*tch)
Tell the b*tches follow us they can meet us at the Joe's
They been tryna get a bottle but every store closed
Don't approach us with the extras cause you know we on our toes (We on our toes)
West L.A. n*gga we ain't never been no hoes (Never)
Killing off my enemies, killing off my foes
Could i live another day that's something only god knows
[Chorus]
It's two A.M. we got this b*tch bussin' (Yeah)
Poppin' bottles i walked in with a hundred (With a hundred)
We having motion you know this sh*t ain't nothin'
Parkin' in the Valet tell me when you coming (When you coming)
Came off perks lil mama wanna twerk
My n*ggas with me we came up out the dirt (Came up out the dirt
)
b*tch hit the pole im about to make you work
I Came to chill i ain't come in here to flirt

[Verse 2]
I'm O.T. we just landed in Miami
That real sh*t you know it never get a grammy
I do this for my fans do this for my family
Y'all know Tiny Sco but I know Lil Randy
Two A.M. it's no traffic we racing
I'm off a perk and this di*k she gon' take it
Made me breakfast I ate nothing but the bacon
Like how you kick it with them n*ggas and they hatin'
I brought my mans with me, them rubber bands with me
Dont act like y'all dont know we out here f*cking up the city
Big booty b*tch pour champagne on her titties
I'm with the G-Unit I ain't never met 50
Put on Lil Boosie we ain't hearing Pretty Ricky
I Like a ghetto b*tch and I could never be picky
She a bad b*tch say she grew up in the 60's
You can't keep me waiting n*gga hell naw n*gga miss me
[Bridge]
Yeah two A.M. man
Straight like that alot of sh*t go down at two A.M
I can make it all the to Compton and back you know what i'm sayin'
I could make it all the way to Orange County
San Bernardino, Pomona back to west L.A
n*gga South Central n*gga in the blink of an eye
Yeah like that though

[Chorus]
It's two A.M. we got this b*tch bussin' (Yeah)
Poppin' bottles i walked in with a hundred (With a hundred)
We having motion you know this sh*t ain't nothin'
Parkin' in the Valet tell me when you coming (When you coming)
Came off perks lil mama wanna twerk
My n*ggas with me we came up out the dirt (Came up out the dirt
)
b*tch hit the pole im about to make you work
I Came to chill i ain't come in here to flirt