5AM Lyrics – $NOT from “Ethereal” album is the latest English song which produced by $NOT. 5AM Lyrics are written by $NOT.
5AM Song Details:
| Song: | 5AM |
| Album: | Ethereal |
| Singer: | $NOT |
| Produced by : | $NOT |
| Lyrics: | $NOT |
5AM Lyrics
Yeah, hahaha
I’m high outside right now, trynna get lit
Yeah, could get you right there
Alright, yeah, yeah
Right here, right here
I’mma be outside, be outside
(LVL)
Smoke a blunt right now, roll a wood (Go)
Bruh, I’m up and down in your hood (Yeah)
Man, I wish a bitch nigga would (Yeah, fuck that bitch)
Smokin’ all this gas in the hood (Huh)
Blowin’ all this gas in the wood (Fuck)
I just wanna know where you from (Yeah, where the fuck you at?)
Hunnid round bullet, this a drum (Bitch, buh-buh-buh-buh)
Light a nigga up like the sun (Yeah)
Light a nigga up like the sun, yeah, don’t let him run (Lets go)
We gon’ be out ’til like 5AM (5AM)
5AM, 5AM, 5AM, I don’t even know the time
But I know it’s time to reach, (Fuck) open up my head (Yeah)
Tryna go outside (Outside), got the moshpit outside (Outside)
Burn this bitch with my pride (Fuck)
I don’t give a fuck ’bout this shit (Haha)
Everbody-body gon’ drop this shit
Diamonds on my neck like a cooler kit (Buh-buh-buh-buh)
Walk around like I’m on your block (Yeah)
Fuck 12, I dont even fuck with cops (Huh)
White bitch straight from Beverly Hills
All she want is this molly and pills
She just wanna die or get killed
No matter what how she feel (Haha)
Bad bitch taste like cocoa (Cocoa)
From the top of the ozone
Only live once by YOLO (Huh)
Fuck this bitch in my GoPro (Hahaha)
Pull up in a all-black, woah!
What you know bout disagony?
Demon outside won’t let me breathe (What you mean bout that?)
Bitchass niggas trynna be like me
I’mma be up til’ five AM, and I dont give a fuck bout none of them
Catch me with the Glock shootin’ at the Benz (Pew)
All these hoes just wanna fuck my friends (Go)
Smoke a blunt right now, roll a wood (Go)
Bruh, I’m up and down in your hood (Yeah)
Man, I wish a bitch nigga would (Yeah)
Smokin’ all this gas in the hood (Huh)
Blowin’ all this gas in the wood (Fuck)
I just wanna know where you from (Where the fuck you at?)
Hunnid round bullet, this a drum (Bitch, buh-buh-buh-buh)
Light a nigga up like the sun
Light a nigga up like the sun
Don’t let him run, we gon’ yell til’ like five AM