(Cook that shit up, Quay) 4PF look like we hit licks how we sell bricks We don´t sell shit, we just make hits, yeah Turn up
[Lil Baby] Keepin´ my composure, never sober Never chokin´, always smokin doja Fuck ´em if they gettin´ over Got a Moncler coat because the kid the coldest I ain´t changed, I stayed the same and maintained It´s safe to say the kid gettin´ older Forever gang, I´m never switchin´ over Made a lane and niggas can´t get over I can´t match with rappers, they be bogus Really get a pack and keep the over Big dripper, stand up in the ocean Everybody trappin´, we get loads in He ain´t 4PF if he ain´t got motion Made a half a ticket off promotion Shout out Swishers Sweet, they keep me rollin´ But if we catch the opp, we gotta smoke him Ridin´ ´round with Dracs like we OVO
I got some racks and I want some more Still got them passin´ the hood, call it give-and-go Keep a nigga main bitch in a figure-four Let me fuck when I want, I just come and go Man, these racks gettin´ too big for these skinny clothes I might put me an M in some big Girbaud Let lil´ bro hit the stick, had start gettin´ old I spent five hundred racks on a Lambo´ And didn´t even know how to make that motherfucker go On my birthday, I just wanna lift the door Barely flex, but don´t play with me, period Shooters follow behind in a Urus In the Rolls truck, I feel like a tourist I´m the one from the bottom who sold all my partners them pounds
Used to drive in a Buick
[Lil Baby & Gunna] Hot, hot, hot, I´m heatin´ up I fuck with slimes and I´m gonna bust (Bah, bah) He can´t put on that drip, he ain´t one of us How you ridin´ in a Benz and a Tonka truck? How you got everybody lit, pipin´ up? Oh, she bad with no swag, I can pipe her up Made my last one my last one, I´m wifin´ her Count the money up fast like I´m typin´ somethin´ I´m the type to get active and never run (Wunna)
[Gunna] Keep the Rugers, my niggas ain´t scared of nothin´ (Nah) And ain´t no rules, you got racks, you can get it done (Yeah)
On a light day, I keep me a honey bun (One hundred) Makin´ hit after hit, call me Barry Bonds (Hits) For this Christmas, I bought everybody guns (Swear) Bustin´ choppers and FN´s for everyone (Grrat) Take that roof off the car, let her feel the sun (Wow) My bro go see his bop-bop five times a month (Yeah) Got this bitch out the college, she suckin´ and swallow (Uh) I stick it in, she feel it in her gut (in her gut) We don´t run from our problems, we stackin´ up guala and guala I´m tryna get that mega bucks (Racks) We them drippers, lil´ nigga, best watch your step (Them drippers)
This top shelf, got forty designer belts (Drip) 4PF look like the new BMF Think I´m deaf, got stones in my right and left (Ice) How you crank up the car? Ain´t no key in there Just pull up, spin they block, and get out of there (Get out of there) Wake up, have a hard time findin´ what to wear Treat these hoes like a tire, I keep a spare Want a strap because I´m war ready (War) Check the trust account, it´s more fetti (Yeah) Skydweller, Jubilee, and a Presi´ (No cap) Hundred-fifty plain Richard Millie (No cap) I´ma milk the game until it´s empty Lil cuzzo spit that flame until it´s empty (Yeah) I am not a killer, but don´t tempt me (Nah) Spendin´ rate ´bout thousand to a fifty
[Lil Baby] Hot, hot, hot, I´m heatin´ up I fuck with slimes and I´m gonna bust (Bah, bah) He can´t put on that drip, he ain´t one of us How you ridin´ in a Benz and a Tonka truck? How you got everybody lit, pipin´ up? Oh, she bad with no swag, I can pipe her up Made my last one my last one, I´m wifin´ her Count the money up fast like I´m typin´ somethin´ I´m the type to get active and never run
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