Trill Sammy - 3AM lyrics

[Verse 1: Trill Sammy] Shawty live life lavish (live lavish) She ain't f**in' with no average (she ain't f**in' with no no) I'm in love with the top, I done ran through the guap When I walk in, bake it (bake it) Top disappear just like magic On the go, gotta have it f** your hoe like a savage f** your hoe like a savage [Chorus: Trill Sammy] All this ice, all these carats (ooh) That's your hoe, why she worryin'? Look down at my phone, it's 3am, and all these missed calls came from you, you-ooh I been up 3 days, there's somethin' bout this cash that make me fall through-ooh Look down at my phone, it's 3am, and all these missed calls came from you, you-ooh I been up 3 days, there's somethin' bout this cash that make me- (brr) [Verse 2: Trill Sammy] Now I gotta have it f** the cash, turn to a savage New Louis Vuitton, baby, check out the fashion f**, I might take the bands straight to the casket Pull up and send me the addy Throw up this cash, watch it fall to the floor Sit down in the 8 try the candy Pour up a cup, rest in peace to Big Moe Gotta watch my back, I'm not just anybody No-no-no I'm average f** your hoe like a savage [Chorus: Trill Sammy] All this ice, all these carats (ooh) That's your hoe, why she worryin'? Look down at my phone, it's 3am, and all these missed calls came from you, you-ooh I been up 3 days, there's somethin' bout this cash that make me fall through-ooh Look down at my phone, it's 3am, and all these missed calls came from you, you-ooh I been up 3 days, there's somethin' bout this cash that make me- (brr) [Verse 3: Youngboy Never Broke Again] What it is, tell me what do you feel When I get in your face, ain't no talkin' Five missed calls ring, no alarm Shawty be talkin', forever we ballin' Hop in the bed and f** til' the mornin' Give you some head, you running and moaning Whole lotta' money, you want it, I'm on it Tribulations, murder right at the corner I tend for to throw you so much that you can't handle Or count at the bottom at random Police gave me a case you might handle I'ma look like a daughter, I stand up Headed to where you be at I'ma fall and jump in, and not yet I approach and I get in your head Bringing up sh** that somebody done said [Chorus: Trill Sammy] All this ice, all these carats (ooh) That's your hoe, why she worryin'? Look down at my phone, it's 3am, and all these missed calls came from you, you-ooh I been up 3 days, there's somethin' bout this cash that make me fall through-ooh Look down at my phone, it's 3am, and all these missed calls came from you, you-ooh I been up 3 days, there's somethin' bout this cash that make me- (brr)