12 A.M. by Emotional Xan Lyrics
[Hook]
Must've been about 12 o'clock midnight
At the Gucci store, tryna get my drip right
Got your main bitch sittin' on her elbows
And the goth bitch still rock Velcro
How you live so fast and ain't died yet?
Everytime I leave the crib it's like I dodge, dip
Still smokin' on spinach like Popeye
Smokin' 8, got my motherfuckin' mind right
[Verse 1]
Went to ball 'til my motherfuckin' wrist broke
Different hoes, mama think that I'm a nympho
Lil Xan, but I got it out the Benz, though
Different hoes, so I got to keep a flip phone
I could show you 'bout the water, make it rerock
In a droptop, drinkin' on coughdrop
Why they mad, 'cause a nigga really got hot
10 shots, got a nigga playin' hopscotch
I could hear my dad humming in the hallways
I was stuck between a rock and a hard place
Shouldn't be fucking with the rock in the first place
The other day, I fucked a bitch on the first date
Got some water, make your bitch look thirsty
Big ol' choppa, lil bitch got a birthday
It was 12 AM on a Monday
Shouldn't be fucking with the gang in the first place
[Hook]
Must've been about 12 o'clock midnight
At the Gucci store, tryna get my drip right
Got your main bitch sittin' on her elbows
And the goth bitch still rock Velcro
How you live so fast and ain't died yet?
Everytime I leave the crib it's like I dodge, dip
Still smokin' on spinach like Popeye
Smokin' 8, got my motherfuckin' mind right
[Verse 2]
Must've been around 12 o'clock AM
We was posted on the strip on Sunset
20 deep and we was ready for some fuck shit
Must've had around 50 in the full clip
Vvs' on my neck go dumb shit
I could never wife a thot or a bum bitch
Saint Laurent's, I got them straight up out the runway
Daddy said I'll be a rich man someday
I went and got it out the dirt like zero
My bitch like denim
My wrist sub-zero
I'm in a droptop drinkin' on hi-tech
My money stand 5'10"
Doin' shit my way
I just did 180 on the highway
She give me neck when I'm pullin' out the drive way
I made it rain at the strip club last night
The only bitch that I trust, my .45
[Hook]
Must've been about 12 o'clock midnight
At the Gucci store, tryna get my drip right
Got your main bitch sittin' on her elbows
And the goth bitch still rock Velcro
How you live so fast and ain't died yet?
Everytime I leave the crib it's like I dodge, dip
Still smokin' on spinach like Popeye
Smokin' 8, got my motherfuckin' mind right
Must've been about 12 o'clock midnight
At the Gucci store, tryna get my drip right
Got your main bitch sittin' on her elbows
And the goth bitch still rock Velcro
How you live so fast and ain't died yet?
Everytime I leave the crib it's like I dodge, dip
Still smokin' on spinach like Popeye
Smokin' 8, got my motherfuckin' mind right
[Verse 1]
Went to ball 'til my motherfuckin' wrist broke
Different hoes, mama think that I'm a nympho
Lil Xan, but I got it out the Benz, though
Different hoes, so I got to keep a flip phone
I could show you 'bout the water, make it rerock
In a droptop, drinkin' on coughdrop
Why they mad, 'cause a nigga really got hot
10 shots, got a nigga playin' hopscotch
I could hear my dad humming in the hallways
I was stuck between a rock and a hard place
Shouldn't be fucking with the rock in the first place
The other day, I fucked a bitch on the first date
Got some water, make your bitch look thirsty
Big ol' choppa, lil bitch got a birthday
It was 12 AM on a Monday
Shouldn't be fucking with the gang in the first place
[Hook]
Must've been about 12 o'clock midnight
At the Gucci store, tryna get my drip right
Got your main bitch sittin' on her elbows
And the goth bitch still rock Velcro
How you live so fast and ain't died yet?
Everytime I leave the crib it's like I dodge, dip
Still smokin' on spinach like Popeye
Smokin' 8, got my motherfuckin' mind right
[Verse 2]
Must've been around 12 o'clock AM
We was posted on the strip on Sunset
20 deep and we was ready for some fuck shit
Must've had around 50 in the full clip
Vvs' on my neck go dumb shit
I could never wife a thot or a bum bitch
Saint Laurent's, I got them straight up out the runway
Daddy said I'll be a rich man someday
I went and got it out the dirt like zero
My bitch like denim
My wrist sub-zero
I'm in a droptop drinkin' on hi-tech
My money stand 5'10"
Doin' shit my way
I just did 180 on the highway
She give me neck when I'm pullin' out the drive way
I made it rain at the strip club last night
The only bitch that I trust, my .45
[Hook]
Must've been about 12 o'clock midnight
At the Gucci store, tryna get my drip right
Got your main bitch sittin' on her elbows
And the goth bitch still rock Velcro
How you live so fast and ain't died yet?
Everytime I leave the crib it's like I dodge, dip
Still smokin' on spinach like Popeye
Smokin' 8, got my motherfuckin' mind right