1 Am lyrics

Uh huh
Yeah

Louis XIII that’s a hundred dollar hiccup
Known for curving n*ggas
Leave you at the Uber pickup
Known to stiff a di*k up
Then never pick up
Model face but thicker
Ya b*tch wish picture

1 AM he be on my hips
2 AM I be on his grill
I’m a cold b*tch but ain’t normally chill
Been a lit b*tch way before the deal

I call that n*gga St. Nick
He a big trick and he used to sell bricks
He [?] and got a big di*k
When I’m with him I ain’t gotta spend sh*t

He blowing racks on me he my n*gga for the day
Sliding on these n*ggas like a b*tch figure skate
Flex on a b*tch like my name Triple H
[?] up on em make em really wanna hate
Got him working out eating pus*y doing sit ups
Wet ya n*gga sh*t up now I’m done come and get him
Uh oh

Brown lil b*tch young coco
pus*y go dumb
Head loco

1 AM he be on my hips
2 AM I be on his grill
I’m a cold b*tch but ain’t normally chill
Been a lit b*tch way before the deal