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2:52am
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2:52am was released on December 12, 2025 by NXTDOOR MUSIC LLC as a part of the album Eeeesa X KND Collabs
December 12, 2025
LabelNXTDOOR MUSIC LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

I need a beverage that's gon' dance Word around town, cause she shake it really fast
She gon' drop it low, make that ass touch the grass
Yeah, she gon' drop it low, cause that bitch got hella class
Stayin' on that bitch mind Shawty think I'm hella fine
Five **** gettin' money cause a **** on his grind
Yeah, these bitches sweet as lime Yeah, these bitches like salami
Don't got money for these bitches, they can't even get a dime
Don't got money for a bitch, she ain't gettin' shit
When I said money, I just found a money glitch
Now my bills all smooth, got my pockets on stitch
I been runnin' up the curb, feelin' me a **** rich
Me and **** got a beef ****, cryin' bout a bitch
Why she always on my mission? I don't know
She be automatic, I don't care
I need to cut you down, use your magic
I was on a song, now I turned to a classic
Bitch, I'm makin' movies, got me feelin' cinematic
I can't move, it's gettin' tragic
You're behind me and she can't stand me
She can't stand me, drip, I whoop, I don't react
I need booze, I need that
I remember Jeff Longley from my mama
I ain't fuckin' no bitch that was fuckin' on me
Bro, now I'm a big fool, I'ma cook this money
Ain't shit to me, I was down bad
Man, the rappers shoulda kept on
I be smokin' front of y'all ****, smokin' food
I got two bad bitches takin' shots on the yacht
Takin' shots on the yacht, yeah, you don't have to smoke
I'm chillin' with the bros, ready to take up like I'm Omar
I'm chillin' with the bros, ready to take up to the moon
I'm chillin' with the bros, yeah, call me Omar
Blessed off the Mars, crashed my down like a boom
Bet you fuckin' with a boss, then your wife's gon' be doomed
But she got hit with two to threes, ****, got you
Bless the fuckin' opps, yeah, I bless a lot of you
How this **** shit really belt your ass
I been spankin' all these bitches, that's why all these **** buy it
I just kicked the fuckin' door like ****, karate class
I be bouncin' with a trumpet, he got hit up with a jab
Every bitch in your three, like me
Fuck, fuck, fuck, baby, call the C
You always gettin' mad like you doin' charity
We don't get along, you can go back to the street
One **** tried to offend me
I'm not playin' that, I'm not talkin' shit
All these hoes, they cry, go wild
Can't leave, big green line
I can't leave, won't leave my mind
She a ten, yeah, she a dime
Girl, you fly like Washington
Baby, where you gon' take my time
Yeah, I'm Gucci, white water slide
Girls like that, it's one of a kind
You know it's muscle, I'm feelin' like Rock
You said I got some money, I been movin' with the cock
You ain't fuckin' with a brown skin
You really fuckin' lookin' with a second dick
Bitch love you, actin' like a champ
Written by: Emanuel M, Joseph L, Tahj A
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