[Young Jay]

[Verse: 1]

I let my tongue out like a Rolling Stone -

While she squints her eyes like I'm cold patron

She takes me in and she knows what's up

I'm not wifing up. We're like a cordless phone

No strings attached. Pussy is power. I'm feeling that

Power is mine cause I get the snatch

She didn't know dope. Now we hit and match

We get lit and smash

Up all night so I'm needing IV

Eyes still bloodshot so I'm needing Visine

Try to fill my hygiene with talk that's about cream

I ain't ever stress hoes whose talk is not me

So many took too long and they saying they lost me

I apologize to them telling them probably

Heart break nigga, that's what they taught me

Now I mastered that shit. Nobody can stop me

I took what's mine and I left none, man

I disregard niggas that ain't got no plan

If you don't talk money there's no conversation

You better sit down. You can't stand where I stand

Too many of y'all talk shit with the breath of an ass

Started from the bottom but I'm still ahead of my class

But you're dead in the trash like the death of a cat -

Cause I murdered you pussies. You get where I'm at?

No - cause you can't

Get to where I am; a true champ

I'm hungry for this shit and food stamps -

Don't fill my stomach. I feel I run it

I feel I'm running

I feel like I'm running my mouth

I'm running the south

I'm running this game on you bitches

(Yeah) I know that I'm coming straight out

Weekend walks up 107

Made it to the crib and she met the legend

Bruno's locked out but I stay in heaven

I focus on my grind and the way I'm dressed in

These niggas from my part ain't shit

So keep talking shit

You won't make it in basketball

I suggest you quit

[Hook]

Up all night, it's 3:05 -

And all I do is pipe

Up all night, it's 3:05 -

So please don't blow my high

Up all night, it's 3:05 -

So don't disturb me when I write

Up all night, it's 3:05 -

And don't you dare come waste my time

(repeat)

[Verse: 2]

Salute to my crew. Shout out to Raider

Shout out to Braddy. Shout out to Major

This is Miami we got it on lock

Oops, I forgot. Shout out to my haters

My niggas want paper, there's no denying

Give us one year and we'll have it piling

Texting these hoes till I stop replying

Smoking that good till I can't comply

Attending these parties that people -

Are sipping and drinking until the last ounce

Trying to say shit that they can't pronounce

So fucked up they can't even bounce

All of my niggas are doing they thing -

And that's the only thing that nowaday counts

Trying to make money in big ass amounts -

To have lots of bottles for hundreds of rounds

Spit true shit. This my blueprint

Oh my Goodness. You're a nuisance

You don't do shit. All my dudes in -

And we do our thing and it's abusive

It's ThreeOhFive until the death of me

I'll tell these fake ass rappers rest in peace -

Cause the realest on the rise and they next to me

It's New Miami. Start checking me

She ride down my city looking to fuck with me

I told her no hickies. She rode me and licked me

That's power where I'm from

Pussy is power, it's said and done

These niggas from my part ain't shit

They ain't making shit

You won't make it in anything

Feel free to hate me, bitch

[Hook]

Up all night, it's 3:05 -

And all I do is pipe

Up all night, it's 3:05 -

So please don't blow my high

Up all night, it's 3:05 -

So don't disturb me when I write

Up all night, it's 3:05 -

And don't you dare come waste my time

(repeat)