Lyrics
Everything I do already written
Ice hittin', fast metabolism, four just keeps shittin'
Ya feel me?
(Ayy, 40, what that is?)
The biggest
I'm tryna tell that nigga, man, this ain't the lil' boy shit
She went anniversary, I went anniversary
This the- this the green face ain't the truck
You see what I'm sayin'? Sixty-thousand
Stupid ass
Boy, I was gettin' it on
Me and my killers comin' home
And every time niggas bought that tombstone
Four bought another pendant, nigga (fuck them niggas, man)
Ayy, Swerve, what the fuck we doin', nigga?
Uh, say it, yeah
I'm in the Yam right now, livin' like I'm fuckin' Cujo Brown
I done made some hits and forced to slit some hits
I'm puttin' ya down, pussy (puttin' ya down)
Huh, the biggest
Yeah, I just- okay
Chill, chill
I be on pills, dog
I been prayin' to God 'cause soon as ho'nem took it for
Big folks gon' and took it for us (yeah)
Niggas tryna kill some', buy a cup
Huh, only want niggas 'round me who doin' pills, kills, and drills, pussy
Turn me up
Big G Swerve, I ran the hood like John Gotti
My lil' bro like Sammy The Bull but he ain't squeal
We took him a dub, ain't mention no bodies
I was a jit on Roc Bloc, stick in my Glock, never even been in an Audi
Show you how to go on a drill
I was thuggin' for real, better lace up your cleats it's not sweet
How to get close on a kill and not sneak
Name ring tell 'em streets it's not me
Seein' dead niggas in my sleep, gotta sip lean
Still made a mill' in a week, this shit easy
Made it on top, can' stop, they need me
Young niggas callin' shots, I'm feedin'
They couldn't get signed 'cause niggas died
And my rap beef like Wop and Jeezy
I ain't lyin', the devil called my line
I had to stop receivin'
Every scene we hit, we bleed it
Pull off, niggas stop and breath it
I ain't lyin', ask 49 who could say this shit off the top and mean it
It might spare you a blessin' 'cause they listen when I talk to demons
Huh? 'Cause the trench is mine
Them young niggas on go
Whatever I say is a go
No question
4God, what it is?
Big 4God, yeah (the biggest)
Soon as big bro go catch that hat, I'ma buy a pendant
Bitch, I'm trapper rappin' and still in the projects clutchin' on that .50
Yeah, really tryna get shit smacked
I ain't tryna make songs 'bout no nigga
And I know a bitch that calls and fuck my phone, I ain't talkin' to them members
Shit, my fine bitch thick, bitch tell me she love me
Shit, I put the racks in a duffy
Huh, I done went over-ice on them niggas
Shit, I been tryna kill dude brother
Niggas been dead-broke since last summer
That PPP ain't bussin'
And I do a freak, saying, "Fucking bitch" when she fuckin' on V for money
Shit, I don't give a fuck about rap
When you in that war, bitch, I ain't no rapper
I know a nigga who trap-cappin'
We know the opps ain't gettin' active
Nigga ain't never did nothin'
But he just ugly, it look like he killed somethin'
Soon as we pass that loss, we on the opps ass this whole summer
Fuck a nigga talkin' 'bout, man, the biggest in this shit
Fuck a nigga, man
Try he die, play he lay
Know what I'm sayin'?
Big 4, man
Biggest 4 in this shit
Poppin' it