2AM Sessions

Bro who worry bout a hoe, I hit all the bitches Hell yeah, I'm worried bout the dough, I need

all the digits Popeye's closed, 5.30, We got all the chicken

Pack just landed , But what's in it is not your business

He like, Have you seen Shay

And them, Them is not your bitches They be hanging with gang and them, But we

not gon' mention By the look in your eyes, Bro, You really

Trippin' That shit wack though, In the house party, me

And K through the back door Talkin' bout a pat down, What bitch, I pack pole

Cause every time you bee Sink, I don't lack I'm the first one to get that shit Brackin'

Thats a fact I run all streets, I don't run parts, Of them