text: 3 AM rolling stoned, all I see is dust
  We feel like rock stars then we rockstars
  Sex pistol posers, they never heard of us
  I guess I need that white broad in that white car
  So raise your glasses homie cause we seem to bring the masses homie
  And shut down our whole town, fuck up shit
  My homie Jon copped them grapes and they busted
  Rollies and raviolis you in the cover of Vogue
  Dont look between the lines or itll fuck up your mind
  She let us smell the line, let it fuck up our mind
  She let us smell the line, let it fuck up our mind
  But the nights keep fallin hey
  What if the night keeps fallin hey
  What if the night keeps fallin hey
  Summertime was the illest
  Used to pull up the pullup like it was Christmas
  Winter time furs is too cold, told em give me mine
  Last night I had a dream but I died too many times
  But fuck motto, when her breasts out tell em take some fucking photos
  Fill up the dressing room with Will and Rich and Quasimodos
  So we popped the champagne so drunk
  Spilled liquor all over her Vera Wang
  Its timeless but how many people here know what the time is
  Spend about a minute on it
  From the front row to the stage it feel different dont it
  So Imma shine while Im here make it mine while Im here
  But the nights keep fallin hey
  What if the night keeps fallin hey
  What if the night keeps fallin hey
  But the nights keep fallin hey
  What if the night keeps fallin hey
  What if the night keeps fallin hey