3 AM MO3

[Intro]
Uh
Ayy (Rob Stovall)
Ayy, where you goin'? Quit walkin' fast, like what you on? Huh
Nah, I don't mean no harm, I ain't tryna chase you down or nothin' like that
But look, though
Like, I really like you
You look, you look pretty, yeah
And I'm, I'm thuggin', my pants saggin' like that
Nah, this ain't no gun on me, this fake
But look, though

[Verse 1]
Wasn't tryna meet you, caught me by surprise, yeah (Yeah), yeah, yeah (Yeah)
And I pulled up Maserati right beside ya, yeah, yeah, yeah
You told me you don't care about that, I'm like, "Yeah, yeah, whatever"
You like, "For real," I'm like, "Girl, chill, I was just playin', I swear"
Swag on a million (Yeah, yeah)
Got a thousand ways to show you that I want you, hope you lеasin'
Got a couple hoes on my dick right now, won't pay those hoеs no attention
Won't go broke for a messy bitch
And don't want the bitch in my business
Just you, it is (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Started out textin' me, now you look (You lookin')
Crazy when a ho look at me, like you pushin'
You know I'm a dog and I make you waterfall
When I touch it, make you rain, I beat that pussy wall to wall
And she gon' let me do it all