3AM OUT EAST Video (MV)

Know we cannot kick you, not my brother, bitch, boys be jabroni
If I drop that money bag here, ughh, you get fried like bologna
Hope this, hoe don't, really think I need her? Do good by my lonely
The next one still gon' make me cum the same, she ride me like a pony
Yeah, this bitch think she a, uh, damn, uh, hold on, uh
Yeah, this bitch think she a 10, but I'll still drop a dime
Niggas must've thought shit was gon' be sweet, but bitch it's lemon lime
I hope they learn, they listen the first time, don't try a second time
Actin' funny, movin, weird around me, you givin' backdoor vibe
Throwin' dirt on me, without no proof, you bitches still fried
Playin with me, you playin' with your life, your family mortified
This AR-15 big, don't need no aim, just swing from side to side
Get left in the ditch, now your uncle fryin' that fish
Just f*cked' an block the bitch, I guess I still ain't shit
The bitch be beggin' me for love, but Zo ain't givin' shit
Nigga, what the f*ck you On? I can't beef bout a bitch
A.O.B. this shit, all off the bitch, I'm makin' hoes pay tithe
This bitch know I'm the shit, she see I'm surrounded by none but flies
SBG, my gang, boy, we some soldiers, we move like a tribe
A nigga move too wrong, up in this bitch, gon' throw a second Line
This bitch want Benihanas, but she ain't gettin' nothin
My bank account got a comma, I need to add more commas
Can't beef about a bitch, but I'll beef bout bread and hunnids
Come through this bitch with a long chop, slam dunk like Wembanyama
I'm stuntin' on my haters, I get that from my momma
Told the bitch, I'll see you later, don't got time for the drama
You Don't wanna smoke with me, I put that on my momma
We sliding in five%, I feel just like Obama