10 Am Songtext
(E-E-Enrgy made this one)
Ayy
Told them boys, "Watch out", got a sniper on the roof
I look like I don't follow no one, I just make my rules
I look like I don't copy no one, I just been that dude
She text me every day, like, what the fuck you tryna do?
These niggas only talk, like, what the fuck you tryna do?
Yeah, my niggas get the chicken, it's some shit they tryna move
If I do that shit, I'ma win, I ain't tryna lose
Ayy
Told them boys, "Watch out", got a sniper on the roof
I look like I don't follow no one, I just make my rules
I look like I don't copy no one, I just been that dude
She text me every day, like, what the fuck you tryna do?
These niggas only talk, like, what the fuck you tryna do?
Yeah, my niggas get the chicken, it's some shit they tryna move
If I do that shit, I'ma win, I ain't tryna lose
Shit, woke up at, like, 10 a.m., I ain't tryna snooze
(Shit, woke up at, like, 10 a.m., I ain't tryna sn—)
(Oh my God)
We shoot everywhere, my niggas, we just sendin' shots
He going to need some stitches, need some medics, yeah, call a doc'
If I ain't do this rappin' shit, I would trap or rob
Ayy, me and bro in this shit, we like Shaq' and 'Bron
Move with the stick in my hand, this a magic wand
Put it on his life and he lied, he a Cap-I-Con
These niggas dick-ride so much, they puttin' saddles on
Uh, okay, Spec', you just got the magic on
Pull up to the spot with hella bitches, this a ratchet-thon
Trapper of the year, like I'm workin' at the trapper-thon
Yeah, they say I'm cold, like a nigga got a jacket on
Yeah, they say I'm cold, like a nigga got a sweatshirt
Upgrade the Glock, let me see just how the tech work
I go up these hoes tryna connect just like a network
And she said I'm hard and she know me, I never met her
What the fuck, she kind of bad, I should have kept her (She kinda bad, shit) Ayy, pull up in that bitch, I bet we all aim (Pull up in that bitch, I bet we all aim)
What the fuck, I dunk this shit just like LeBron James
Jump so damn high, I bet my fuckin' balls hang (What the fuck?)
Ayy, you was that lil' nigga in the hallway
Ayy, I'ma win a fuckin' Grammy, walk on Broadway
Ayy, she said that I fuck with you, that's what they all say
I got the ball, can't lose this shit, I feel like Allstate
Got the ball, you can't touch this shit, can't guard me
Said he want a feat, this shit ain't free, you know I'm chargin'
Have my white shooter on your ass, his name is Marcus
You can tell she like me 'cause she always tryna start shit
They been sleepin' on me, what the fuck? I'm finna spark shit
Pull up to yo' city, "What the fuck?" Like I'm a martian
Hit stick a nigga, like I'm fuckin' Micah Parsons
I finish all that shit, but I don't never ever start shit
Told them boys, "Watch out", got a sniper on the roof
I look like I don't follow no one, I just make my rules
I look like I don't copy no one, I just been that dude
She text me every day, like, what the fuck you tryna do?
These niggas only talk, like, what the fuck you tryna do?
Yeah, my niggas get the chicken, it's some shit they tryna move
If I do that shit, I'ma win, I ain't tryna lose
Shit, woke up at, like, 10 a.m., I ain't tryna snooze
(Shit, woke up at, like, 10 a.m., I ain't tryna sn—)
(Oh my God)
We shoot everywhere, my niggas, we just sendin' shots
He going to need some stitches, need some medics, yeah, call a doc'
If I ain't do this rappin' shit, I would trap or rob
Ayy, me and bro in this shit, we like Shaq' and 'Bron
Move with the stick in my hand, this a magic wand
Put it on his life and he lied, he a Cap-I-Con
These niggas dick-ride so much, they puttin' saddles on
Uh, okay, Spec', you just got the magic on
Pull up to the spot with hella bitches, this a ratchet-thon
Trapper of the year, like I'm workin' at the trapper-thon
Yeah, they say I'm cold, like a nigga got a jacket on
Yeah, they say I'm cold, like a nigga got a sweatshirt
Upgrade the Glock, let me see just how the tech work
I go up these hoes tryna connect just like a network
And she said I'm hard and she know me, I never met her
What the fuck, she kind of bad, I should have kept her (She kinda bad, shit) Ayy, pull up in that bitch, I bet we all aim (Pull up in that bitch, I bet we all aim)
What the fuck, I dunk this shit just like LeBron James
Jump so damn high, I bet my fuckin' balls hang (What the fuck?)
Ayy, you was that lil' nigga in the hallway
Ayy, I'ma win a fuckin' Grammy, walk on Broadway
Ayy, she said that I fuck with you, that's what they all say
I got the ball, can't lose this shit, I feel like Allstate
Got the ball, you can't touch this shit, can't guard me
Said he want a feat, this shit ain't free, you know I'm chargin'
Have my white shooter on your ass, his name is Marcus
You can tell she like me 'cause she always tryna start shit
They been sleepin' on me, what the fuck? I'm finna spark shit
Pull up to yo' city, "What the fuck?" Like I'm a martian
Hit stick a nigga, like I'm fuckin' Micah Parsons
I finish all that shit, but I don't never ever start shit
Told them boys, "Watch out", got a sniper on the roof
I look like I don't follow no one, I just make my rules
I look like I don't copy no one, I just been that dude
She text me every day, like, what the fuck you tryna do?
These niggas only talk, like, what the fuck you tryna do?
Yeah, my niggas get the chicken, it's some shit they tryna move
If I do that shit, I'ma win, I ain't tryna lose
Shit, woke up at, like, 10 a.m., I ain't tryna snooze
