2AM lyrics

[Chorus: Mike Dimes]
Let me know why these n*ggas so so-so
Bad b*tch and she love to do coco
Fofo in the back of the Volvo
Let a n*gga know, all my n*ggas go loco
I'm in the back of the room with a ten
My little b*tch, she about 5'10"
Low whoop, she don't need no friends
Got juice and my n*ggas got gin

[Refrain: Mike Dimes]
That's why she goin' up, f*ck in the mornin' and f*ck in the night
Smoke wood in the mornin' and sipping on Sprite
Don't wanna go in 'cause she holdin' me tight
Well baby, that sh*t's all right
I can't just vibe with you and get through all these days
Only few 'cause all my n*ggas change
Tell the truth and please remain the same
I promise that we'll be straight, yeah, we'll be straight

[Verse 1: Mike Dimes]
Too much sh*t on my plate
Too many n*ggas in my face, bills in my face
Blue-green sh*t, Two-Face
I'm gettin' paid everyday, my life is fate
n*ggas wanna hate, too late
Sold out shows everyday, all day, every day
Imma go and beat it one way
And Imma go and spend it all day
I flex out of habit, they countin' the cabbage, these 24 karots make n*ggas look tragic
I feel like I'm Khaled 'cause we is the best
I'm chasin' my dreams so I don't get to rest
I'm runnin' to go and I'm chasin' the chest
She wanna come over and feel on my chest
On do not disturb so I don't get to rest
I'm 2 A.M. bobbin', they feel like I'm blessed, I feel like I'm blessed
[Verse 2: CincoGotHoes]
I got two b*tches in the backroom
Smokin' and the gas, need a vacuum
Finding new hoes in my city, white b*tch with some fat ass titties
She said she wanna claim me, I don't really do that
Beggin' for the di*k, actin' like a brat
Back here b*tch, and she love when I hit it from the back
Yeah, I love my di*k tatted, she a hater
Back to the white b*tch, blowin' in my phone all night, can't take it
Praying every night that Oso makes it
Tryna maintain my health and stay fit
f*cked a model b*tch named Brit', can't stop, won't quit
Cuban b*tch whippin' up a brick
God damn, she in love with the flow
God damn, I'm in love with this hoe
God damn, she might be my so-so

[Chorus: Mike Dimes]
Let me know why these n*ggas so so-so
Bad b*tch and she love to do coco
Fofo in the back of the Volvo
Let a n*gga know, all my n*ggas go loco
I'm in the back of the room with a ten
My little b*tch, she about 5'10"
Low whoop, she don't need no friends
Got juice and my n*ggas got gin
Let me know why these n*ggas so so-so
Bad b*tch and she love to do coco
Fofo in the back of the Volvo
Let a n*gga know, all my n*ggas go loco
I'm in the back of the room with a ten
My little b*tch, she about 5'10"
Low whoop, she don't need no friends
Got juice and my n*ggas got gin (and my n*ggas got gin)
[Bridge]

[Chorus: Mike Dimes]
Let me know why these n*ggas so so-so
Bad b*tch and she love to do coco
Fofo in the back of the Volvo
Let a n*gga know, all my n*ggas go loco
I'm in the back of the room with a ten
My little b*tch, she about 5'10"
Low whoop, she don't need no friends
Got juice and my n*ggas got gin
Let me know why these n*ggas so so-so
Bad b*tch and she love to do coco
Fofo in the back of the Volvo
Let a n*gga know, all my n*ggas go loco
I'm in the back of the room with a ten
My little b*tch, she about 5'10"
Low whoop, she don't need no friends
Got juice and my n*ggas got gin (and my n*ggas got gin)