#3AM - How we do it lyrics

Too real to be alive It ain't a time to be alive I got me a check f**ed that b**h on a deck You know how we flex This Cuban piece I bought for my neck I talk money,I sh** money I get money Turn myth to a f**in' sh** Ballin' like I'm Stephan Curry My bezel so fly It made her go blind Take them Xans just to make myself look right Doing haka I feel like a popstar,eating that lobster Dressed in all niche,I look like Chewbacca f**in' on that model She text me like where you at? I ditch her and hit her from the back