4DOOR (feat. lil mari)

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XTC was a New Wave band from Swindon, England, active between 1977 and 2005. The band enjoyed some chart success, including the UK and Canadian hits "Making Plans for Nigel" (1979) and "Senses Working Overtime" (1982), but are perhaps even better known for their long-standing critical (rather than commercial) success. more »

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We don't pour up fake fours, We don't pour up fake fours
Pull up in a whip, it's a four door
And that mother f*ck go sport mode
And my diamonds go two tone

Ice on my wrist
Shoutout Johnny, he blessed
Put up your bitch, on my dick, yeah, she kiss
Love to talk, he just acting

Saint Laurent on my jacket
Moncler-Alyx on my wrist

Now I'm with his fuckin' sis
Saint Laurent on my jacket
Moncler' Alyx on my wrist
I took his chain, it's a lick

And you know we skirt off four door
Pull up with blicks, yeah
My Draco got an extendo
Ripped it right off his wrist

Now I got a brand new two-tone
Feds try to think of something quick
Saw the drum off the Draco
AR, with the attachment

We hit him right through the window
Yeah, he tried to act up
So we pop like a pimple
I just f*ck your bae, no

I'm not with her I'm single
I just took his chips, no
I ain't talkin' no pringles, girl
Hop in that mother f*ck four door

Yeah the beretta stay tucked
M-I-A, I go ghost
Yeah, we drilling then we off
Four dour always do the most

I ain't catching no case
I ain't with the federals
Hop up in a stolen Wraith
Now that's my fuckin' four door

Go for ten, that's me and D-K
Always up on the score board
No, no, she not with you
I bought this ice around my neck

And I don't even hoop
I put some new Forgiato's
On a Bentley coupe
You know I play around with this hoe

I just hit that screw
I just hit that screw
I just hit that screw
I just hit that screw

I just hit that screw
In a four door
In a four door, yeah
Count out the greens, yeah

Hop back in a mother f*ck four door
Count out the guap in a Maybach
Back in a mother f*ck four door
Everyday a new fit, yeah

Mix the kapital with the gallery
Switched back to LA
Had to go back to NYC
Rather be a lone wolf

Then another one in the pack of sheep
All up on my own, yeah
Now it's time to play for keeps
Yeah, you got a Rollie

I just got a Patek Philippe
Yeah, you mad as f*ck
I did this shit as a teen
Now this shit come quick

Like my guap, ain't talkin' no lead
Walked in Saks Fifth
Cop some Dior and Ksubi
Ask for Max quick

No, these ain't diamonds, these is rubies
Ran up Marni switch
So-ho, had to run up Celine
Talkin' bout Rick Owens

No, Maison Mihara Yasuhiro on my feet
Had to run it up
Thought I'm gone do the peel
Thought I'm gone do the peel

Ain't talkin' no banana though
Actin' hard up on the gram
You keep pulling off fake photos
We don't pour up fake fours

Pull up with a fucking draco
And that mother f*ck go beam
And that mother f*ck got a beam
Got a nigga green like cash, yeah

Like cash

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