(Intro – 2 Chainz)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
M-M-M-Murda
Yeah, yeah
Damn right, bro
(Verse 1 – 2 Chainz)
4 AM, I’m just getting started
For my birthday I threw me a surprise party
Reminiscing bout the trap, playing the first Carter
My life changed when I had my first daughter
Got my first quarter flipping fifty dollar slabs
My ni**a looking at the bills, asking you for half
Cut from a different cloth, take pride in results
Anytime she wanna dip I’m providingthe sauce
You on side of the boss, so you kind of the boss
You keep playing 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 ni**as
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, damn!
(Chorus – Travis Scott)
Okay, you popped up on me by surprise, yeah, yeah
You see I never took you for the popping 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, 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
(Verse 2 – 2 Chainz)
I dropped ColleGrove out the sky, ooh
In a group with the best rapper that’s alive, ooh
Never turn my back on my slime, ooh
I ain’t wanna f**k the bi**h but she was fine, ooh
Hold up baby, let me take my time, ooh
Hard to get some head and try to drive, ooh
Jumping out the cake and that’s surprising, ooh
Picking up the duffel bag like exercising, ooh
Bought mama new house cause she deserve it, ooh
Practice makes perfect but nobody’s perfect, ooh
Escobar is not open for service, ooh
Send you to Dr. Miami for your surgery, ooh
(Chorus – Travis Scott)
Okay, you popped up on me by surprise, yeah, yeah
You see I never took you for the popping 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
(Verse 3 – 2 Chainz & Travis Scott)
Ooh, Riccardo Tisci on the crewneck
Ooh, On a killing rapper spree and ni**a, you next
Ooh, they talking, chilling, watching Netflix, straight up
Ooh, I used to trap and watch bootlegs
Ooh, I’m on my wave like a durag
Ooh, I see your boo, now where your crew at?
Ooh, talking tequila for the pipe-up
Ooh, I hope you got a clean vagina, yeah
Drench god, drench god, really
Represent and we the squad, really
Tec got the Rollie, now I get it
I used to sell drugs for a living
Got me a job selling records
Had to use the jeweler for a reference
Might buy a truck with the extra
Might use the legs for a necklace
(Chorus – Travis Scott)
Okay, you popped up on me by surprise, yeah, yeah
You see I never took you for the popping 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
(Outro)
Don’t stop trapping, boy
Got bout twelve racks this morning
Got bout twelve racks
Started last night, still going
Twelve racks strong
Got the pitbull in the corner, she pregnant
Got the crackhead in the corner, she pregnant
Everybody in here pregnant, cept my partner and them
But we getting this money though, I’m telling you that
