2am Thoughts - Melo

Let me be your 2am thoughts

Bitch I got the juice, I got the sauce

Plot against me?

Uh, Imma cut you off

The trigger sick (brrrt) Imma let it cough

Yeah I want

More money than I can spend

My momma in a Benz, only half a dozen friends

That be down until the end todo wanna see me win and I kill off all pretend

If you put up doors I treat you like my kicks and break em in

(Aye) Fucking with me is something that I don’t recommend

Once I turn up and I ball out I go harder than cement

With Versace slides my outfit lookin fresher than some mint

Solo Squad like the 6 God, looking for revenge (I'm never tense)

Started not to care, got too many bitches man I swear

Perfect derrière, long hair and a killer stare

(Aye) Come and fuck with me, bear witness to a prodigy

So many hands up in the air you’d thought it was a robbery

Cause honestly I could swear to you all like solemnly

Wannabes can sting but they get smoked like my broccoli

Product of my city, in my pouch like a wallaby

I spit it to you straight — they gon' whisper to you wobbly

You bet against me, then I bet that that’s a loss (and that’s your fault)

HOOK:

Let me be your 2am thoughts

Bitch I got the juice I got the sauce

Plot against me?

Uh, Imma cut you off

The trigger sick (brrrt) Imma let it cough (Solo Squad) (x2)

Painting pictures with a pen, dreamed of this since I was ten

Kick it like I’m Kung-Fu Kenny cause I’m in my element

We ain’t spoke in a while cause we both in denial

A book of what I wanna say to you is thicker than the testaments

Too many texts be typed late at night then I delete that shit

Blue dot with the Sprite, feeling right, yeah I need that shit

Comments on my 'gram from her man, I don’t read that shit

Your girl popped that pussy, damn right Imma eat that shit

Plot against me?

That’s a loss (that's a loss)

I guarantee that it comes at a cost (at a cost)

Best believe that I’m feeling like a boss (like a boss)

Sweet with the clout and I’m drippin from the sauce (wet)

HOOK:

Let me be your 2am thoughts

Bitch I got the juice I got the sauce

Plot against me?

Uh, Imma cut you off

The trigger sick (brrrt) Imma let it cough