[Intro: 2 Yeah, yeah, Yeah, right, bro
[Verse 1: 2 4 AM, I'm just started For my birthday I threw me a surprise Reminiscin' the trap, playin' the first Carter My life changed when I had my first Got my first quarter flippin' fifty-dollar My nigga lookin' at the bills, you for half Cut from a cloth, take pride in results Anytime she dip I'm providin' the sauce You on of the boss, so you kind of the boss You keep playin' me, I end up signing your boss Drop an EP on a nigga for the free-free on a Yeah you ZZ on a nigga, king like BB on you Ride with P If it wasn't for the struggle then I be me me Deuce or Dos, anything but broke Got my aim the scope, got the game by the throat, damn!
[Chorus: Travis Okay, you popped up on me by (yeah, yeah) You see I never took you for the type (straight up) Damn, it's 4 AM so please believe the (it's lit) Hit the (yeah), I'm way over top Pop it, it Drop a pin, send a (skrrt, skrrt) pull up in that bullet-coupe spaceship (skrrt, skrrt) Drop off a bag of some (yeah) hit you, 4 AM, see if you make it (yeah)
[Verse 2: 2 I dropped out the sky, ooh In a group with the best rapper alive, ooh Never my back on my slime, ooh I ain't fuck the bitch but she was fine, ooh up baby, let me take my time, ooh Hard to get some and try to drive, ooh Jumpin' out the and that's surprisin', ooh Pickin' up the duffel bag exercisin', ooh Bought new house 'cause she deserve it, ooh Practice makes but nobody's perfect, ooh is not open for service, ooh Send you to Miami for your surgery, ooh
Travis Scott] Okay, you up on me by surprise (yeah, yeah) You see I never you for the poppin' type (straight up) Damn, it's 4 AM so believe the hype (its lit) Hit the (yeah), I'm way over top Pop it, it Drop a pin, send a (skrrt, skrrt) I'ma pull up in bullet-coupe spaceship (skrrt, skrrt) Drop off a bag of some (yeah) I'ma hit you, 4 AM, see if you it (yeah)
3: 2 Chainz & Travis Scott] Ooh, Riccardo Tisci on the Ooh, On a rapper spree and nigga, you next Ooh, talkin', chillin', watchin' Netflix (straight up) Ooh, I to trap and watch bootlegs Ooh, I'm on my wave a durag Ooh, I see your boo, now where crew at? Ooh, talkin' tequila for the Ooh, I hope you got a clean vagina, Drench god, god, really Represent and we the squad, Tec got the Rollie, now I get it I to sell drugs for a living Got me a job records Had to use the for a reference Might buy a truck the extra Might use the legs for a
[Chorus: Scott] Okay, you up on me by surprise (yeah, yeah) You see I never you for the poppin' type (straight up) Damn, it's 4 AM so believe the hype (it's lit) Hit the (yeah), I'm way over top Pop it, it a pin, send location (skrrt, skrrt) I'ma up in that bullet-coupe spaceship (skrrt, skrrt) Drop off a bag of some (yeah) I'ma hit you, 4 AM, see if you it (yeah)
Don't trappin', boy Got twelve racks this mornin' Got 'bout racks last night, still goin' Twelve racks Got the pitbull in the corner, she Got the crackhead in the corner, she Everybody in here pregnant, 'cept my and them But we gettin' this money though, I'm tellin' you