GucciJay - 3am in LA (feat. Trippy Trey) Lyrics

Yo, Precise, let's turn up
You better be quick, or you gon' have a problem
I taught these niggas all the sauce, but they be actin' childish
When I'm O.T., bitch, it's chicken chicken

Catch me, I'll hurt Wally
I just made this fiend break his leg, now he at the doctor
I love you, Jigga, man
Okay, bitch, we lurkin' on the block, lookin' for the opps

Finna slide with A.R.P., my lil' bitch got the chop
Heard she got some fire here, and I finna spend a bag on
Me and Tripp, I think Cali, we just lookin' for a jizz
You ain't never had the buzz, you ain't never met the blood

Try to run up on me, tweakin', I'll get yo' ass a slug
Try to run up on me, tweakin', I'll get yo' ass a slug
I'm tryna beat the pussy down, I ain't lookin' for no hood
Yeah, my lil' bitch so cold, she done make the hoes hate

F*ck her good, we gettin' lobster, then we go and get some steak
Bitch, we f*ckin' with the fraud, you ain't never had no pay
I remember I was down, now I'm gettin' all this pay
He was talkin' on the net, till we caught him with his bitch

Bet you know how it be, niggas never run shit
This nigga Tay out here trippin', he done told the 40 clip
Remember bein' 14, I had yo' bitch up on that road
She was like 17, had her goin' to the store

We was f*ckin' up the city, you was in the crib, bro
Ain't nobody think you gangsta, lil' nigga, you a joke
Don't ever try to fluke shit, better know I keep the pole
And don't try to say we broke, better know we keep a road

Bitch, we flippin' all the pots, leave and not go, I'm with his word
I had a hunnid bands on me, told yo' bitch to make it to her
Heard she got some fire pussy, I didn't hit her, I'm prepared
The hunnid pack got me tweakin', now I'm f*ckin' up her sides

Heard she got her Bonnie with her, better know I'm towin' clouds
She don't even f*ck with niggas, so you know she down to rob
She even ready for the beef, so you know she down to rob
She don't even f*ck with niggas, so you know she down to rob

Heard she got her Bonnie with her, better know I'm towin' clouds
She don't even f*ck with niggas, so you know she down to rob
She even ready for the beef, so you know she down to slide
Nigga, broke around the hoes, boy, I know you feeling odd

But come and spend a day with us, we can show you how to get some pay
F*ckin' up the cities with these shows, goin' state to state
If I catch that nigga lackin', better know he gon' need triple A
You let that song broke, boy, like I don't know where the f*ck you stay

You name that song broke boy like I don't know where the f*ck you stay?