4 Minutes Of Hell

One, two, three, four, five, we want all the pints

I got thirty ball Jamal, I wanna ball tonight

Turnt for real, we go to the mall at night

They open up the stores for us, bro, 'cause we-

We got all the ice

And we ain't never really asked the price, how much this jacket cost?

Five E-lades in traffic, you can't whack a boss

Oh, your manager a bitch? I'm tryna crack the boss

He had his hat on his head, but they smacked it off

Bro a mechanic, he got under cars and let ratchets off

Okay, the weed look good, how much the package cost?

Totin' guns was cool, bro, 'til they got crack involved

That's a 9-24, that's a mandatory

But I ain't gonna keep talking about the feds, that's another story

I might drop an MVP tape, The Most Valuable Prisoner

He want an IG post, he gave me five bands just to grab a picture

If you see me in Blue Flame, I'm tryna grab a stripper

But I really really want the bartender, her ass was bigger

Like how they dress, but they better than the naked hoes?

Baby, let your seat back, give me neck and throat

I know how much money in the bank but I ain't checkin' though

I got two blocks of cash, all hundreds, not a weapon, bro

But answer this, have a nigga floor been swept before?

I let them niggas rap like me and they kept the flow

Nigga, I'm good behind wheel, I ain't wrecked before

Take me to Jewelry Unlimited, gotta check the blow

Mike said he good, he in the hood, he with Hector though

Real gangster, I ain't never been pressed before

Yeah, they said somebody got killed up there, but we left before

That happened, we weren't there when they started clapping

This bitch drive by itself, the car automatic

The Glock came with a single shot, now it's an automatic

Them niggas took my black Ombre, I went and bought a Patek

I was just actin' mad, bro, you caught me laughin'

He caught me with some bows on Clyde Road, I told Pauly grab 'em

I said, what the fuck I want, dog, y'all be rappin'

The difference is I really tell the truth and y'all be cappin'

I don't do that internet shit, that shit crazy

How much I pay for the pills? He gave me ten, I gave him six-forty

Out of space right now, I'm with Rick and Morty

I'm only puttin' that Louis shit on, I bought my kids Marni

Bro cooking a big yellow bird and we sippin' Barney

We the ones pulled on Sesame Street, killed the party

With a real brick plug, a hundred bricks to start up

You ain't shoot nobody, you just shot and messed they car up

The difference is we come out the backyard, we don't walk up

When it comes to who got dropped, we don't talk much

Me and the bitch stay in the same house, but we don't talk much

But I done sent some bows to her house and she caught some

One day I went to the mall, closed my eyes and just bought stuff

And we was in Somerset, on the rich side

When I see some fine shit, I just ask her what's her wrist size

Bust a play for 10K and gave my bitch five

I always split the money up, know how to divide

Overkilled, they hit the nigga in his head three times

They so cool, they pulled off bangin' Ghosts throwin' the peace sign

You gonna throw your Act' bottle away, I'ma keep mine

He talkin' about he had 500K, we know he lyin'

What the fuck I just say? Bro, rewind

I seen this episode, this a rerun

Old 'K got so much wood, it's a tree trunk

First day out the feds, got some head and gave her three pumps

She want a dog, ten thousand for a tea cup

We in a mall with two small ARs, he'll T up

You can't compare your pape to mine, you gotta reup

All I gotta do is go to the studio and say I seen stuff

But I ain't seen nothin' if the feds asked

Who is that in Detroit with the drink? Is that Reg' ass?

I heard he cut the drink, but I'ma trust the drink

But when I popped the seal open, I almost fuckin' fainted

Me and bae done took a Percocet and got well acquainted

Police asked them did they shoot that nigga, you gon' tell 'em, ain't you?

You a tattletale, how I'm broke? You know how much shit I had in jail?

So much water on my neck, I'm finna grab a whale

What you got? Some crabs? Let me grab a tail, oh, that's fried lobster

I ain't know, when you got crabs you gotta grab a leg

I'ma crack your head

Fifty for a verse, I'ma crack your head

And every song I drop, they say something about Act' was said

Nigga I'll give this shit to my son, I don't have to wear it

And when my daughter was born, I went half a carats

She was baby though, I'm with Baby though

Pull up on me, I'm in Burton, I'm with Stacy though

This nigga Michael kid talkin' about he got no place to show

That shit pissed me off, I threw my phone down, almost wasted a O

Baby I was pouring up when you found me

Light skin bitch with cupcakes, my black bitch a brownie

He got the tape around that bitch, that's the flip around-er

Cook so much straight drop in here, know my kitchen proud of me

Let me check your location, you in Michigan probably

Swear to God it ain't been the same since they killed Quanny

But I don't know how to show my pain, I feel jolly

Tell the drink man, "Pull up", and talk a seal out him