Yo Gotti - Off da Top (3AM) Lyrics

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Off da Top (3AM)

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What Are The Lyrics For Off da Top (3AM) By Yo Gotti?
It's 3am West Coast time nigga
We at Fat Burger Hood nigga rich shit gourmet burgers, nigga Know what I'm talking about? Ay She pussy popping pocket watching They call her a thot Bad credit cash it out Fresh up off the lot No back and forth yipping yapping Niggas getting shot 10 million, 20 acres That's the new spot Flooded out my crib and Told my jeweller you the illest Reneg on my contract Told my label I don't feel it Fell out with my partner He mixed friendship with our business Broke up with my bitch 'Cuz she was too much in her feelings I may f*ck her friend F*ck it I may f*ck her friend Between me and you I always wanted to f*ck her friend If I kill a hater Lord you gotta forgive my sins That's one f*ck nigga you ain't gotta worry about again I'm forever thuggin' I ain't never changed In plain colors but forever banging Blowing money but I'm maintaining Blowing money but I'm maintaining I got a gambling problem but money can't really solve it Trying to help all the real niggas Hate to see a nigga starving Hate to see nigga robbing they own people shit, disloyal Bitch trying to give me the pussy for a Birkin bag I can't afford you I grew listening to 2pac and that Biggie Jay-z and that Nas No gimmick rappers niggas these rappers had bars Back when record labels turned real niggas into stars, and Sending niggas to Mars, and Nowadays the game done got hard You get shot that make you hot But where I'm from that make you start Before I be a pussy I'd rather rapper had the balls I throw me some guns Get myself a charge Never see me do that I came too far to look back I did too much to get here 20 mil in one year 100 grand in one night 50k in one flight I've been trapping my whole life Ain't no secret I be thuggin' Ain't no secret I be hustlin' Picking loyalty over money Money orders to my homies Groupie bitches be all on me Leave your phones at the door You won't put me on no blog Once I f*ck you gotta go 3am ain't nothing open but IHOP And a bitch legs, and my trap spot I said 3am I'm trapping at the IHOP And I'm connected to the plug like a hotspot I'm a grower we don't do droughts Birds in the sky we call them iClouds You know the birds fly down south I took a bitch to eat at Mr. Chow's I met the plug at Benihanah On hibachi grills eating rice and talking numbers I don't do no middle men And I don't trust no runners I'ma pay on time and I won't never take you under I'm an OG dope boy I ain't nothing like these youngins I don't take the dope I'm selling I won't ever do no telling Overnight my pack, yeah, we call that FedEx I ship in the 18 wheeler and I ain't talking UPS |
Who Wrote Off da Top (3AM) By Yo Gotti?
Mario Mims, Joshua Luellen
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What's The Duration Of The Off da Top (3AM) By Yo Gotti?The duration of Off da Top (3AM) is 2:41 minutes and seconds. |
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