Songtexte 4 Quauters - Don4Quattro

Uh
I had to get to the bag
Had to make a decision
Fucking your bitch
In the car up in different positions
She tryn' fuck with a nigga
She know I'm the ticket
Smoking on good zaza
And that shit got me lifted
I break the work down in pieces
And bag it and twist it
I put the dick in her face
And that lil bitch kissed it

Brodie gone hop out the car
He gone shoot with precision
Nigga I'm outside everyday, shit get gone
Nigga said that it's smoke, he get smoked like a bomb
With that fat shit, every shot sound like a bomb
Hit your bitch from the back and I'm fucking her raw
I put the dog in my hand, shit giving me paw
She get to throwing it back, that's a round of applause
I got that work in the car, get to ducking the law
I don't fuck with the snakes so I'm mowing the lawn

Uh
She say she tryn' fuck with me
Cause she like how I'm living
Niggas be hating like shit
But you know it ain't given
I be dropping the hits
All my opps really missing

We be smoking your dead man straight to the face
Keep talking shit about me, I ain't tripping
Just stay in your place
Just came from out state
Hit a play for a case
Why you talking like that
Get ride of the base

(Uh)
(Dam)

And she loving the fit cause I'm really that guy
We be smoking the zaza, shit got me fried
Bitch you know I'm the one, why you tryn' decide
Don't got time for the beef and the rap and the bullshit
I'm calling the men if I need em' to slide
Pussy ass niggas don't really be on shit
Might bust a kd down three point five

(Three point five)

Uh
I had to get to the bag
Had to make a decision
Fucking your bitch
In the car up in different positions
She tryn' fuck with a nigga
She know I'm the ticket
Smoking on good zaza
And that shit got me lifted
I break the work down to pieces
Then bag it and twist it
I put the dick in her face
And that lil bitch kissed it

Brodie gone hop out the car
He gone shoot with precision
Nigga I'm outside everyday, shit get gone
Nigga said that it's smoke, he get smoked like a bomb
With that fat shit, every shot sound like a bomb
Hit your bitch from the back and I'm fucking her raw
I put the dog in my hand, shits giving me paw
She get to throwing it back, that's a round of applause
I got that work in the car, get to ducking the law
I don't fuck with the snakes so I'm mowing the lawn

(Four)

I stay with some niggas
They be shooting like pistons
Nigga tried to play
His ass went missing
I pulled up on his bitch
I whipped out, she kissed it
I slid in that bitch
She said daddy I missed it

(Yuh)
(Dam)

I be thinking bout decisions I made
Trapping town to town just tryn' get paid
Cute lil' vibe I think her name jade
She sit on my dick, she ride me like wave
She think she gone stay but baby no way
I stay to myself like I live in a cave

(Damm)

Ride round town with a Mac
Dropping them shells make a nigga run track
Four hop on the track, tryn' chase him a sack
I learned from my lessons, I'm not going back
(Never)

Uh
I had to get to the bag
Had to make a decision
Fucking your bitch
In the car up in different positions
She tryn' fuck with a nigga
She know I'm the ticket
Smoking on good zaza
And that shit got me lifted
I break the work down to pieces
Then bag it and twist it
I put the dick in her face
And that lil bitch kissed it

Brodie gone hop out the car
He gone shoot with precision
Nigga I'm outside everyday, shit get gone
Nigga said that it's smoke, he get smoked like a bomb
With that fat shit, every shot sound like a bomb
Hit your bitch from the back and I'm fucking her raw
I put the dog in my hand, shits giving me paw
She get to throwing it back, that's a round of applause
I got that work in the car, get to ducking the law
I don't fuck with the snakes so I'm mowing the lawn