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AM to PM*

by Migos

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[Intro: Da
Baby & Offset]
Wait a minute, who are you? (Ayy, yo, K.i.D)
Woo, hoo
Hoo (If Durel made the beat, I'ma rock with it)
Hey

[Verse: Da
Baby & Offset]
I pull up in the Double-R Ghost with no tint on the windows
Lil' bitch givin' top in it (What you do?)
I look at my watch, I got rocks in it (Ice)
Heat the thirty round, yeah, that's the Glock finish (Let's go)
Heat 'em up, put that boy in the pot with me (Ha)
Cool him off, hit that boy with a hot Glizzy (Hot)
I just went, got my BM a rover
Took five hundred K, took that to the lot with me (Zoom)
From the AM to PM, I stop billin' (AM to PM)
This a house on my wrist, this a Richard Mille (Richard Mille)
I just took the top off of the caterpillar (White)
I get you spent for a half a nigga (Spent)
The same niggas who ridin', they layin' with you (Ride)
As soon as they slide, I'ma pay the ticket (Let's go)
Somebody gon' die, and it ain't gon' be me
I got caught with my ho, me and bae on TV (Cheese)
Give a fuck 'bout a rapper, won't play your CD
I heard buddy got whacked, I was layin' with a freak
This Patek do magic, look like it's 3-D ( Patek)
Eat it up, baby, bon appétit (Eat it up)
This bitch gotta slurp it before a CC (Yessir)
Pulled up, back to back Lambo, repeat (Back to back)
M on my neck, you gon' die, yeah, for these (I ain't goin')
Ants on your chest, we pour fire with this
Stop, drop and roll, I make 'em freeze
Alphabet's on my neck, always rockin' VVs (Bling)
And you don't wanna be the nigga I see
Fully loaded F&N tucked up under my teeth
Light 'em up in front of you so you could tell them what you seen
Flexin', ball on a nigga, Mr. Clean
I get to open fire on a nigga and your team
You ever seen a grown ass nigga prayin' on his knees
Make the prayer hands, beggin' everybody, "Please" (Ah, ah)
Got him pissin' in his pants, nigga need a pair of jeans (Woo)
Wanna make a hunnid bands, rock on fire and go to sleep (Hunna)
Five sticks shootin' out the roof, we call 'em G (Sticks)
I two tone the AP, too tight is the [?] (Two tone, woo)
They biting like rabies, the crew up on eighty, wide body is brazy (Wide body)
Straight out the bando, the bottom of the basement
Phantom like me, I got racks in the face
I make the thot count the money, she naked
Call me the Doc, I got narcs in the basement
I got caught from a mile away, camera, surveillance
All my dogs, we solve it with sticks (Sticks)
Crash like Madden, we all gon' blitz (Crash)
Prolly got your bitch lockjaw like a pig (Grr)
And I got five top floor with a pimp (Hey)
And when I give a bitch number, the pink (Woo)
Jet flyin' like Rick, I'm cool
My wrist out the fridge (Woo)
I trust in my dawg 'fore I trust in a bitch (Hey)
My .30, I'm buyin' the brick
Pray for my dawg, he just got out the fence
My diamonds is flooded, fat lil' jit (Flooded)
My paper's muddy, poured up the six (Ho let me go, hey)
Domestic violence, got lil' bro said he can beat that boy up
'Cause I'm fuckin' his bitch (Ha)
I know he don't like it, but fuck it
I pulled out one dick out my ice, I won't [?] (Boy, [?])
I sleep by the A and I'm everybody's favorite
I beat niggas up, take their life out in public (Fee)
I'm surrounded by steppers, we stompin' (Step)
Any beat, I'ma walk down and run it
I smash on a nigga, I'm rich just like Roddy, got racks in the middle
I'm hittin' that bitch from the back, watch it jiggle (Uh, uh)
I hop off the jet, throw my bags in the rim (Yuh)
Got it parked at the club, but we never got in it
We put twenty five hoes in the back of the spot (Twenty five)
Got one thousand[...]

[Takeoff]
Yessir
Picking my phone up, pray that is not [?], they onto me