Lyrics:
The Goyard is on all fours
I do this shit for encores
I did this shit in Tom Ford
They said I'm wrong for it
I'm so fly I looked up and said get on boy
beautiful
It gon' be four letters at my funeral
(That's forever)
Pray in the day, I'm a killer in the night
Got a killstreak of three twenty five
I don't do
She said she diggin' my flow
I make her suck me and then suck my bro
We knock them down by the four
I still walk in with fire at all my shows
I'ma still run the raw
You can come and see me, I got 'em for twenty-four
Double R and Beat Club, who hard as us?
In The "R" We Trust, c'mon
Jada
a whole lotta runnin' (runnin')
Eyes in my rearview mirror, I'm on point, won't go for nothin'
Got twenty shots left up in the K, thought I shot the whole
It's Us (go)
Her and her friends want liquor, I left and came back with four rums like Reddit
Check up on all my exes, big body up in Texas
All
Big trucks, gee rides, we fly, twenty-fo' won't you sit in them tires
Believe me its nothing
G-4 ? Just won't mix with my ride keep a strap on my
the phone
Just when you think your life is over
You're twenty-one and looking for
Your four-leaf clover
Luck has nothing to do with it
Take control
they locked me up
On twenty-four separate counts of arson
And now I sit and I stare at a blank brick wall
Lookin' back on what I've done
To pass
had tried to take him and that many men were dead
He was vicious and a killer, though a youth of twenty four
And the notches on his pistol numbered
shit to the floor
Ito ay sari sari store
Just drop that shit to the floor
Ito ay sari sari store
Four stack three stack two Stack one
I got robbed by
started rhyming (You know it)
FOUR FOUR TWENTY
It’s the time we started vibing
FOUR FOUR TWENTY
Light the blunt it’s perfect timing (Yea)
Hot up in this
to fuck a model off of Coke
And then I’ll start recording
Yeah
That’s what you call a hit
I got twenty four hours a day
I work through all of it
When I’m
of me this feels like it's some next shit
It's my fault and I can't stop blowing up Race Cars 20-20 tops yeah
Money on the line do this every time
I won't
honey's body's tight
She's got that Jessica Biel-ness
If ya miss smoke at 4:20 smoke at 4:22
Cuz 4:22 is 4:20 too
The rhymes really fluid
Before we been
a red nose
Right now
You should be playing with kids
Farewell to my old hell
Still crowded
Compelled by these memories
Twenty four hours per day
Farewell
cantos
No terreno desde os 4x4 anos
Hoje aos 20 tou no audi e tenho mais planos yeah yeah
Tenho mais planos
Pegar nessa team, fazer dela winner
Boy vou ser
(much more)
Three, four, five, what a chance to be alivе (alive)
Twenty-six, love will lead you to royalty (royalty)
(I was) Losing my mind on this battlе
strangers by nature[02:20.53]Gotta act like we was never homies
to be kissing and cuddling
I've always been the type to be tussling and hustling
spin on who spin on me are crazy
Six four on twenty two forgis and I'm
[Intro]
Hi friends, let's count
1,2,3,4,5,
6,7,8,9,10,
11,12,13,14,15,
16,17,18,19,20.
[Verse 1]
One little star shines up high,
Two little birds
know I can't be slippin in the '94
So put up a glock, 'cause we be buckin with them 4.4's
45. Auto Mag. .30 round clip. Fully Mag
P-30, mini-14.
by me name to show I'm verified
Strap it, no certificate, got nicked with it, I'm certified (what?)
Free Flock, he's in the wock he got like
the Cutlass blue
Brand new twenty-two's on new UV's
With one, two, three, four, five TV's
It's a Midwest thang, y'all and they ain't got a clue (they ain't
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