paroles de chanson 4X4 - Travis Scott

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah (four-by-)

Four-by-four, I tint my windows up (windows up), yeah
Damn, lil' bro, he did it, one and done (one and-, one and done), yeah
Out my closet, that shit none-of-none (none-of-none), yeah
That's a vibe, that's a one-of-one (vibe), yeah
Pillow talk (talk), yeah, make you numb, can you run? Can you come? (Come)
Yeah, fuck the sun, find the moon, find some fun (fun), yeah
Hella fumes in the room, one of none (one), yeah, yeah

Like a pro, not a rook', bring it back, touch your toes (yeah)
Hit a batch, take the sack, can you roll? (Yeah)
With my Xanax, I relax, take control (oh)
We'll get 'em back, they too close (they too close)
Ain't no watchin' me, no in the scope (in the scope)
Fix your energy, your inner soul (inner soul)
Do you love me? Man, I need to know (need to know, need to-, need to-, need-)

Four-by-four, I tint my windows up (windows up, need to, need to), yeah
Damn, lil' bro, he did it, one and done (one and-, one and done), yeah
Out my closet, that shit none-of-none (none-of-none), yeah
That's a vibe, that's a one-of-one (one-of-), yeah (need to)
Pillow talk, yeah, makin' up, can you run? Can you come? (Need to)
Yeah, fuck the sun, find the moon, find some fun (find some, find-), yeah
Hella fumes in the room, runnin' up (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Last one (it's lit), talkin' that smoke, nigga, might dirty your lungs, yeah
18 carats in her gums, yeah (ice)
Make 'em wanna feel some, put that on your tongue, yeah (let's go)
Seven-one-three that code, four-five-six on road (four-by-)
Four-by-four, I swerve, five percent tint windows (shit, I swerve)

Gotta be tens, elites, I one V. three these hoes (one V. three)
And they love taking us up, they scrape it right out of the bowl (out of the pot)
Got plenty of zaza, we takin' 'em high (let's go)
He wanna just smoke with La Flame but don't wanna hotbox it (it's lit)
What's in my cup? It's pink, I crush my valentines (straight up)
So, do you love me, bae? I need to know

Four-by-four, I tint my windows up (need the, need the), yeah
Damn, lil' bro, he did it, one and done (one and-), yeah
Out my closet, that shit none-of-none (none-of-none), yeah
That's a vibe, that's a one-of-one (one-of-), yeah
Pillow talk (talk), yeah, makin' up, can you run? Can you come?
Yeah, fuck the sun, find the moon, find some fun (find some fun), yeah
Hella fumes in the room, runnin' up (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up