4Eva 2x (Prod. by CezPresents)

R I P CADET I’m too drunk to drive I pop me a X pill to get me alive Surfing the wave Don’t get crushed by the tide I don’t drive Ice City but got Nines in my ride I’m fucking her face I’m fucking her front I’m fucking her back And I’m fucking her sides I got a Date Just And still won’t give time Me and medusa we never decline I worked too hard I ain’t tryna see prison My vibe call me simon Wen I talk she listen In Prada In Gucci In Burberry I’m missin They know we big stepping 4eva no fiction My boy kno I got him 4eva, No fiction One call them bullets are raining, No fiction Imma be trill 4eva Imma be rich 4eva 4Eva 4eva, 4eva 4eva No more fake invites I swear that I ain’t going Percocet on a flight Substitute my smoking From the treehouse, to the penthouse Got an emergency brick at my jawn house Updated our defences I advise you to stand down 1st you get money, Then you get power Don’t do Balmain, RTA on my trousers Throw it all back Baby don’t stop She Lay on her back Left it on her tummy Still in the trap, serving these zombies Throw me the grub I Stretch it Palates I don't like anybody I Don't fuck with anybody Get the smoke that's anybody Take advice from nobody Slime whip the audi it's big body Me I keep the heater cuz the strips Saudi Slime whip the audi that’s big body She let me leave it all over her body Die in designer, Die in designer I cover her body with C's and I'm proud Walk in the hotel we smelling of loud Come in my circle, no rats is allowed R I P CADET I’m too drunk to drive I pop me a X pill to get me alive Surfing the wave Don’t get crushed by the tide I don’t drive Ice City but got Nines in my ride I’m fucking her face I’m fucking her front I’m fucking her back And I’m fucking her sides I got a Date Just And still won’t give time Me and medusa we never decline I worked too hard I ain’t tryna see prison My vibe call me simon Wen I talk she listen In Prada In Gucci In Burberry I’m missin They know we big stepping 4eva no fiction My boy kno I got him 4eva, No fiction One call them bullets are raining, No fiction Imma be trill 4eva Imma be rich 4eva 4Eva 4eva, 4eva 4eva