4 AM (Explicit) - 2 Chainz/Travis Scott

Written by：Tauheed Epps/Shane Lindstrom/Tim Gomringer/Kevin Gomringer/Jacques Webster, Jr.

Yeah yeah yeah

M-M-M-Murda

Yeah yeah

Damn right bro right bro

4 AM I'm just gettin' started

For my birthday I threw me a surprise party

Reminiscin' 'bout the trap playin' the first Carter

Carter

My life changed when I had my first daughter

Yeah

Got my first quarter flippin' fifty-dollar slabs

Through

My ni**a lookin' at the bills askin' you for half

Dye

Cut from a different cloth

Yo

Take pride in results

Anytime she wanna dip I'm providin' the sauce

You on side of the boss

Dye

So you kind of the boss

You keep playin' with me I end up signing your boss

Drop an EP on a ni**a for the free-free on a ni**a

Yeah you ZZ on a ni**a King like BB on you niggas

Yeah

Ride with Champagne P

If it wasn't for the struggle then I wouldn't be me

Call me Deuce or Dos anything but broke

Got my aim from the scope got the game by the throat

Okay you popped up on me by surprise yeah yeah

You see I never took you for the poppin' type straight up

Damn it's 4 AM so please believe the hype it's lit

Hit the lights yeah I'm way over top

Pop it flick it

Drop a pin send a location

I'ma pull up in that bullet-coupe spaceship

Drop off a bag of some dangerous yeah

I'ma hit you 4 AM see if you make it yeah

I dropped ColleGrove out the sky oh

In a group with the best rapper that's alive

Oh oh oh

Never turn my back on my slime oh

I ain't wanna **** the ***** but she was fine oh

Hold up baby let me take my time oh

Hard to get some head and try to drive oh

Jumpin' out the cake and that's surprisin' oh

Pickin' up the duffel bag like exercisin' oh

Bought mama new house 'cause she deserve it oh

Practice makes perfect but nobody's perfect oh

Escobar is not open for service oh

Send you to Dr. Miami for your surgery oh

Okay you popped up on me by surprise yeah yeah

You see I never took you for the poppin' type straight up

Damn it's 4 AM so please believe the hype its lit

Hit the lights yeah I'm way over top

Pop it flick it

Drop a pin send a location skrrt skrrt

I'ma pull up in that bulet-coupe spaceship skrrt skrrt

Drop off a bag of some dangerous yeah

I'ma hit you 4 AM see if you make it yeah

Oh Riccardo Tisci on the crewneck

Oh on a killin' rapper spree and ni**a you next

Oh they talkin' chillin' watchin' Netflix straight up

Oh I used to trap and watch bootlegs

Oh I'm on my wave like a durag

Oh I see your boo now where your crew at

Oh talkin' tequila for the pipe-up

Oh I hope you got a clean ****** yeah

Drench God drench God really

Represent and we the squad really

Tec got the Rollie now I get it

I used to sell ***** for a living

Got me a job sellin' records

Had to use the jeweler for a reference

Might buy a truck with the extra

Might use the legs for a necklace

Okay you popped up on me by surprise yeah yeah

You see I never took you for the poppin' type straight up

Damn it's 4 AM so please believe the hype it's lit

Hit the lights yeah I'm way over top

Pop it flick it

Drop a pin send location skrrt skrrt

I'ma pull up in that bullet-coupe spaceship skrrt skrrt

Drop off a bag of some dangerous yeah

I'ma hit you 4 AM see if you make it yeah

Don't stop trappin' boy

Got 'bout twelve racks this mornin'

Got 'bout twelve racks twelve racks

Started last night last night still goin'

Twelve racks strong strong

Got the pitbull in the corner corner

She pregnant pregnant

Got the crackhead in the corner she pregnant

Everybody in here pregnant pregnant 'cept my partner and them partner and them

But we gettin' this money though I'm givin' you that