Lyrics The Final Four (feat. Joey Maurice, Quin NFN & BigXthaPlug) - Exotic Skottie

What do you know about this masked character

That's fine

Ay Ay Ay Ay Ay

Soon as I took me a flight and I took me a risk
I knew there was no looking back
Invested my profit had zero in my pocket
I got me a bag and got it off the packs
Might find me on an island with a pile of wild women with me
With a whole lot of za just trying to relax
Might find me in the ag with big X with me
With a beam and a mask and you already know the rest
Might find me with the Cartis on wherever the party going
Bitch I ain't white I'm a Mexican
And I ain't drinking no alcohol I keep a white cup
And what's in it if you taste is a blessing
And I ain't never took a loss or took a lesson
Keep a wood rolled ain't no stressin
Don't pop fake percs you be looking like plessing
Your block don't work mine got an erection

Bitch I'm the man they said that we never could make it this far
With this shit but look bitch here I am
Cleanin shit up this that spic and that span
Told Skottie we did it again
Get this shit to go let's just stick to the plan
I just made a grip off the scams
Fucking my favorite little bitch off the gram

Fuck all my oppers they making the millions
I'm locking that drink in the Benz
Plottin' on several ways to get paid with my mans
Bitch I need that cake in my hands
You ain't trying to get paper you can't be my mans

Now there go that jealousy shit
When I was busy showing niggas how to be a player
I'm on my Bill Bellemins shit
And they ain't buying all that shit you niggas said you heard
Niggas ain't selling me shit
And fuck votin' cause that shit ain't bout to save the burb
Cause I got a felony bitch
Believe half of what you see and none of what you heard
Niggas ain't telling me shit
Forever the game niggas really came up from the curb

Soon as I walk in the door these bitch niggas know
If they reach for my chain Imma blow
I need me like 5 for a show if you got it let's go
I knock out a fiend for a bowl
This syrup I sip got me slow but I'm still quick to blow
All this shit for the high not the low
Told Exotic he rock and I roll
Got my hood in control got it all off the zip and the pole
From the B to the A we young gun
We stay on the road
If it ain't for the P's it's the show
Got a bass for the day out with the bros
You know thats the code in my mouth and my neck is on froze
Bought this shit with grills at the store reppin 6 double O
You ain't never been new check the score
At my prom I was feeling like Bo got it all off a hoe
That bitch shit been in me for sho
If you didn't know bitch know you know

I brought a opp in a grab bag
Feen with a lighter
Snuck in with a ladder
Got drink in my bladder
Throw G's like a packer
My block a disaster
I'm far from a rapper
These niggas be quick to throw salt like a cracker
I'm good in the place on the base like a batter
He cappin' bout motion but claim he a trapper
Sell cuties or verses it really don't matter
I stab her and give the bitch back to the opposite
Want me to wife but I already got a bitch
Not in a Nike but checks what I gotta get
She let me fuck off the blush of a compliment
She say she confident I'm having too much money
Forrest gump grab the pump dude running from me
Want me to stay cuz her dude acting funny
Actin' tough for a bitch but no dude not a dummy
On God