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Yo, it’s 3 AM, the house is dark, humans snorin’ like a freight train
I’m posted on the couch, paws on the mic, my crew’s in the lane
Mittens on the MPC, scratchin’ up the beat, yeah, we make it rain
Tuna cans for the bar tab, but we stackin’ paper, no cap, no chain
Whiskers twitchin’, hear the bass thump from the neighbor’s place
Sneak out the doggy door, collars flashin’ diamond paste
We the alley cats, but we ballin’ like we own the whole damn space
Claws on the turntables, mixin’ purrs with 808s, can’t be late
Humans think we sleep all day, but they don’t know the grind
We’re in the studio, spittin’ fire, while they snore and snort and whine
9 lives, but we livin’ one life, tryna get that shine
Clubs open at midnight, close when the sun starts to climb
Yeah, we’re the night shift, makin’ hits, stackin’ chips, no time to kill
3 AM trap, purrs and bills, yeah, we runnin’ this hill
3 AM trap, purrs and bills, we the cats with the flow
Clubs jumpin’, paws up, we the ones they wanna know
Humans sleep, we countin’ sheep? Nah, we countin’ C-notes
Studio rats, but we ballin’ like we’re signed to Def Jam, for real, though
3 AM trap, purrs and bills, diamonds on my fur coat
Whiskers in the VIP, we don’t wait, we don’t gloat
They say cats got nine lives, but we livin’ one life, goin’ postal
3 AM trap, purrs and bills, yeah, we own the whole global
Mittens got the hook, he purrs so smooth, it’s a felony
Fluffy on the 16s, she spittin’ bars, make the crowd go “meow” heavily
I’m on the ad-libs, “nyaaah,” “purr,” “hiss,” that’s my specialty
We drop a track, it goes viral, humans wake up, like “what’s that melody?”
They check the phone, see the streams, like “how the hell?” confused completely
We hide the evidence, knock over a vase, blame the dog, he’s a patsy
We got a safe under the couch, full of crumpled bills and catnip packets
Tuna sushi for breakfast, but we eatin’ steak when the club’s packed, no brackets
Last night, we shut down the litter box lounge, had the place goin’ berserk
Bartender threw us out? Nah, we bought the joint, now he’s servin’ us first
Paws on the wheel, we cruisin’ in a toy car, but it’s a hearse
For all the haters, we bury ’em in fur, yeah, we’re the worst (in the best way)
Humans think we sleep all day, but they don’t know the grind
We’re in the studio, spittin’ fire, while they snore and snort and whine
9 lives, but we livin’ one life, tryna get that shine
Clubs open at midnight, close when the sun starts to climb
Yeah, we’re the night shift, makin’ hits, stackin’ chips, no time to kill
3 AM trap, purrs and bills, yeah, we runnin’ this hill
3 AM trap, purrs and bills, we the cats with the flow
Clubs jumpin’, paws up, we the ones they wanna know
Humans sleep, we countin’ sheep? Nah, we countin’ C-notes
Studio rats, but we ballin’ like we’re signed to Def Jam, for real, though
3 AM trap, purrs and bills, diamonds on my fur coat
Whiskers in the VIP, we don’t wait, we don’t gloat
They say cats got nine lives, but we livin’ one life, goin’ postal
3 AM trap, purrs and bills, yeah, we own the whole global
Yo, last week, we dropped a track called “Litter Box Anthem”
Went platinum in two days, humans like “what’s the problem?”
Said, “Cats can’t rap,” but we laughin’ all the way to the pet bank
Now we got a mansion, cat trees with chandeliers, no thanks to your stank
We got a butler, he’s a goldfish, swims in a diamond bowl
We throw parties on the rooftop, invite the stray cats, they all on roll
Humans wake up, find the house a mess, like “who did this?”
We just yawn, stretch, act innocent, like “must’ve been the mice,” dismiss
Humans think we sleep all day, but they don’t know the grind
We’re in the studio, spittin’ fire, while they snore and snort and whine
9 lives, but we livin’ one life, tryna get that shine
Clubs open at midnight, close when the sun starts to climb
Yeah, we’re the night shift, makin’ hits, stackin’ chips, no time to kill
3 AM trap, purrs and bills, yeah, we runnin’ this hill
3 AM trap, purrs and bills, we the cats with the flow
Clubs jumpin’, paws up, we the ones they wanna know
Humans sleep, we countin’ sheep? Nah, we countin’ C-notes
Studio rats, but we ballin’ like we’re signed to Def Jam, for real, though
3 AM trap, purrs and bills, diamonds on my fur coat
Whiskers in the VIP, we don’t wait, we don’t gloat
They say cats got nine lives, but we livin’ one life, goin’ postal
3 AM trap, purrs and bills, yeah, we own the whole global
Yeah, 3 AM, the studio’s closed, sun peepin’ through the blinds
Humans start to stir, we sneak back in, act like we’ve been sleepin’ all the time
Mittens crash on the couch, Fluffy on the bed, I’m on the windowsill
Countin’ stacks, watchin’ birds, like “another night, another kill”
3 AM trap, purrs and bills, we the GOATs, no debate
Cats with the flow, cats with the dough, yeah, we runnin’ the whole estate
Humans’ll never know...B
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