3Am
Maxo Kream feat. ScHoolboy Q Lyrics


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Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
Chill out, LaMarcus, man, all your gloves, man, your guns, nigga
It was right here, nigga
Right here, yeah, yeah, it's right here
I want you goin' 'round the back, you goin' 'round the side
Good looks, you feel me, nigga

Black gloves, black Sigs, three in the morning, okay
Campin' outside your crib, like I'm buying Jordans, huh
Money man, money do, Ali and Lamarcus, huh
Lookin' for our target, ay, pull over and park it, hey
Front door, backyard, two story, one garage
Four cameras, no alarm, two dogs, burglar bars
Four deep, six sticks, one Blood, three Crips
Gum drop, Pixy Stix
Lollipop, hit lick

See, my Girbaud's saggin', Bo Jackson
Toe ratchets, toe taggin'
Blue flaggin', no Magnum
Douchebaggin', raw doggin'
Jaw lockin', house flockin'
Codeine strip, no coughin'
Molly, Roxy, Oxycontin
Pop 'em over, everybody
See, I'm so ooh, bangin'
Figueroa, pick and roll
Finger roll, give and go
We retro, Flu Gamin'
Osama, Hussein
AK-K, K sprayin'
Four part Crip, was cravin'
Lean, molly, sedatin'
Spot 'em, got 'em, no Batman I'm robbin' (bitch, we robbin')
My niggas robbin' (hey), they do just what I showed 'em (shh, don't say nothin')
Spot 'em, pop 'em (hey), headshot, do blegatta (uh-huh, hey)
Camp out (hey), wait around (break it down)
Shake 'em down (x 'em out), take 'em down (ay), ayy

Black gloves, black Sigs, three in the morning, okay
Campin' outside your crib, like I'm buying Jordans, huh
Money man, money do, Ali and Lamarcus, huh
Lookin' for our target, ay, pull over and park it, hey
Front door, backyard, two story, one garage
Four cameras, no alarm, two dogs, burglar bars
Four deep, six sticks, one Blood, three Crips
Gum drop, Pixy Stix
Lollipop, hit lick

Okay, my blunt, lace it, gon' face it (ay)
Nine classic, gon' crack it (ay)
Word of mouth, that gang raised me (ay)
Word of mouth, my chop, chop, chop (brrt, brrt)
Park it down, gang, put it up
I got a fix, ain't gonna miss
That shoulder kick, might break a wrist (ay)
Them futile boys don't play on Fig' (ay, ayy, ayy)
Keep goin' live, we see that shit
Location on, vibration on
Gon' take 'em on, what type of niggas don't put 'em on (ay)
Through the walls, I done did it all
They runnin' off, keep dumbin' off, keep pullin' rags
I shoot 'em first, and shoot 'em last
Then pillow tags, your silly ass (Ah)

Spot 'em, got 'em (woo, woo), two chop fixin' problems (ay, woo)
Spot 'em, got 'em (ay, brrt), flip Chubacca (ayy, brrt, brrt)
Spot 'em, got 'em (ay), nigga, my chop got Grammys (ay, ayy)
Nigga, my wrist go hammy (ay)
Take a bitch out them panties (ay)

Black gloves, black Sigs, three in the morning, okay
Campin' outside your crib, like I'm buying Jordans, huh
Money man, money do, Ali and Lamarcus, huh
Lookin' for our target, ay, pull over and park it, hey
Front door, backyard, two story, one garage
Four cameras, no alarm, two dogs, burglar bars
Four deep, six sticks, one Blood, three Crips
Gum drop, Pixy Stix
Lollipop, hit lick

Hit lick, hit lick
Hit lick, hit lick




Hit lick, hit lick (I gotta hit this lick)
Hit lick, hit lick (I gotta hit this lick)

Overall Meaning

The song "3AM" by Maxo Kream is an intense and raw depiction of a criminal operation. The lyrics depict the singer, possibly Maxo Kream himself, and his associates casing out a target for a robbery. The individuals involved in the robbery are depicted as being affiliated with gangs, mentioning the "Blood" and "Crip" gangs. The singer describes the neighborhood with detail, including the target's house and any potential security measures in place. The lyrics also detail the items they will use during the robbery, including gloves and firearms.


In addition to all the details of the robbery, the song also contains references to drugs and gang activity, including codeine, molly, and oxycontin. Throughout the song, the singer casually talks about his life of crime without any sense of remorse or hesitation. The lyrics paint a vivid picture of a life that is characterized by violence and greed.


Overall, "3AM" is a powerful portrayal of a world that many people do not often see or understand. The lyrics showcase how an individual in poverty may resort to criminal activity to provide for themselves and their community. The song is a reminder of the complex, often violent, ways in which poverty and institutional racism can shape the daily lives of many Black individuals in America.


Line by Line Meaning

Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
Opening ad-lib.


Chill out, LaMarcus, man, all your gloves, man, your guns, nigga
Calm down, LaMarcus. Give us all your gloves and guns.


It was right here, nigga
I know you have the goods; it's right in front of us.


Right here, yeah, yeah, it's right here
Reiterating the fact that the goods are within reach.


I want you goin' 'round the back, you goin' 'round the side
I need you to go around the back or the side of the house to ensure no one escapes.


Good looks, you feel me, nigga
Thanks, you understand the plan, right?


Black gloves, black Sigs, three in the morning, okay
Wearing black gloves and carrying black SIGs while doing a break-in at 3 AM.


Campin' outside your crib, like I'm buying Jordans, huh
Laying low near the house, like I'm waiting to buy exclusive Jordans.


Money man, money do, Ali and Lamarcus, huh
Focused on making money; Ali and Lamar are partners in crime.


Lookin' for our target, ay, pull over and park it, hey
Searching for the right house to break in, then pulling over a car and parking nearby.


Front door, backyard, two stories, one garage
Listing all possible ways to enter the target's property.


Four cameras, no alarm, two dogs, burglar bars
Describing the obstacles to overcome when breaking in.


Four deep, six sticks, one Blood, three Crips
The team consists of four people, six guns; one member is a Blood, three are Crips.


Gum drop, Pixy Stix
Code words for drugs, possibly the target's stash.


Lollipop, hit lick
Another code word to describe a successful burglary.


See, my Girbaud's saggin', Bo Jackson
Describing his fashion sense, he wears Girbaud jeans and loves Bo Jackson shoes.


Toe ratchets, toe taggin'
The team uses special tools to break into a house and potentially kill someone while doing it.


Blue flaggin', no Magnum
He represents a particular gang, but he's not carrying Magnum condoms.


Douchebaggin', raw doggin'
He's sleeping with someone without protection, even though he's acting like a jerk.


Jaw lockin', house flockin'
Prepared to take action when needed, breaking into houses is what he and his team do.


Codeine strip, no coughin'
They've stolen cough medicine pills, containing codeine, but he won't cough and give away his position.


Molly, Roxy, Oxycontin
Lists the type of drugs his team might steal during a robbery.


Pop 'em over, everybody
Shooting is their first reaction to any situation.


See, I'm so ooh, bangin'
He's proud of his gang life and the danger that comes with it.


Figueroa, pick and roll
Their routine when scouting for houses and breaking in.


Finger roll, give and go
Their method of stealing; get in, grab what you can, and leave quickly.


We retro, Flu Gamin'
They use old-school tactics, stealing video games with bad graphics.


Osama, Hussein
Referencing famous terrorists, to show how serious and dangerous they are.


AK-K, K sprayin'
They're carrying AK-47s to be ready for any gunfight.


Four-part Crip, was cravin'
One of the team members wanted to join the Crips gang for a long time.


Lean, molly, sedatin'
The team is high on lean and Molly while waiting for their target.


Spot 'em, got 'em, no Batman, I'm robbin' (bitch, we robbin')
Quoting a well-known movie scene, he confirms they're robbing someone right now.


My niggas robbin' (hey), they do just what I showed 'em (shh, don't say nothin')
He's taking charge and teaching his team how to rob effectively.


Spot 'em, pop 'em (hey), headshot, do blegatta (uh-huh, hey)
They're shooting and probably killing the target.


Camp out (hey), wait around (break it down)
They've bought time and are waiting until it’s safe before leaving the target's house.


Shake 'em down (x 'em out), take 'em down (ay), ayy
They're going to rob more people until they're caught or stopped.


Okay, my blunt, lace it, gon' face it (ay)
He's tying up a loose end, maybe releasing some stress by smoking weed.


Nine classic, gon' crack it (ay)
He's confident in his gun handling skills, he will use them if necessary.


Word of mouth, that gang raised me (ay)
Gang life is all he's ever known, and he's proud of it.


Word of mouth, my chop, chop, chop (brrt, brrt)
His mouth is his weapon, and he's ready to use it and the gun if it's necessary.


Park it down, gang, put it up
They're advised to park the car, firearms, drugs, and anything that connects them to the crime.


I got a fix, ain't gonna miss
He has a plan and is confident he won't mess it up.


That shoulder kick, might break a wrist (ay)
He anticipates that he might accidentally injure himself but is still going to do it.


Them futile boys don't play on Fig' (ay, ayy, ayy)
No one dares to mess with them while they're on Figueroa Avenue.


Keep goin' live, we see that shit
They follow their rivals on social media to see if they can steal from them.


Location on, vibration on
They use their phone as an essential tool while robbing places since it's easier to track their location and receive notifications.


Gon' take 'em on, what type of niggas don't put 'em on (ay)
They're looking for a fight and challenge anyone who doesn't join their gang.


Through the walls, I done did it all
He has extensive experience breaking into homes.


They runnin' off, keep dumbin' off, keep pullin' rags
Anyone who thinks they can escape is misguided; they will be caught and ripped off.


I shoot 'em first, and shoot 'em last
He's quick to draw his gun and won't stop until he has won the fight.


Then pillow tags, your silly ass (Ah)
Before leaving, he's putting pillows under the covers, where the body used to be.


Hit lick, hit lick
Robbery is exciting, and he's ready for more action.


Hit lick, hit lick
Reiterating his excitement for robbing.


Hit lick, hit lick (I gotta hit this lick)
He's more than ready for the next break-in.


Hit lick, hit lick (I gotta hit this lick)
Reiterating the fact that he's determined to rob again.




Lyrics Β© Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Apex Martin, Emekwanem Biosah Jr., Evan Arman Ingersoll, Mike Dean, Paul D. Beauregard, Quincy Matthew Hanley

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Most Underrated Rapper.

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