4 AM Songtext
von Pap Chanel

I′m calling
Damn, beat that shit out
He got me stalking
Draw that line, no crossin' (no crawlin′)

4 a.m., I'm callin'
Be so good, he got me stalkin′
Draw that line, no crossin′
Don't play dumb, ′cause we ain't talkin′

This vibe don't come often
Exclamation, you should be cautious
Step inside my office
Let me show you how I′m bossin'

Uh, hm, hm
He my lil' money freak
How I spit my game on these niggas
I should get paid to preach


They pretty in the passenger
Like, daddy, where you taking me?
Tell me you got faith in me
Eat that cake like bakery

Go check out your last nine
How bad you want me? (How bad you want me?)
Uh, when it get wrong, have time
Boy, pick up your feet (boy, pick up your feet)

Niggas show your bad side
Never play by me (uh-uh)
Pop it for me, daddy
Uh, I want you to tweet

I want what you don′t give nobody
Love me so naughty
Just keep ridin′ like Bugatti
I always keep it low mileage

Want me bad, bad
Oh, I'm his guilty pleasure
Got me with dreaming at night
Thinking ′bout that pressure


4 a.m., I'm callin′
Be so good, he got me stalkin'
Draw that line, no crossin′
Don't play dumb, 'cause we ain′t talkin′

This vibe don't come often
Exclamation, you should be cautious
Step inside my office
Let me show you how I′m bossin'

Steppin′ on that drink, I feel fine
I called your phone like ten times
I got your love on my mind
I need your, mm, right now

I've been feeling for your drug
Then go pop a blend, B
Got me running, took a second
I shit like a Stanley

Uh, miniskirt, city, city
Pre-game at the club
Macaroon, give it thee
Make me wanna fuck

After night
I been craving for a glizzy, girl
Even if I put some ketchup on it
He gon′ hm-hmm

4 a.m., I'm callin'
Be so good, he got me stalkin′
Draw that line, no crossin′
Don't play dumb, ′cause we ain't talkin′

This vibe don't come often
Exclamation, you should be cautious
Step inside my office
Let me show you how I′m bossin', uh