4 O’Clock
[Intro]
(Hey turn me up in the headphones 6ix)
(Go, [?])
(This shit too easy like, doing the hook and then came back)
(Ight, ight)
(Ight) (Huncho)
Hey Tall (Hey Tall Wall)
(Hey let me hear my tape bro)
(Hey free Reapa free SD n***a free Giz, go)
Go
(Man, free Brisco n***a) (This-this-this is Petro Gang)
(Hey Tall Wall)
[Verse]
N***as say we clicking up, nah, yeah these n***as tricked (You got it wrong, uh)
Yeah we losing men and taking n***as, n***a we coming different
If your hood try to fuck with us they ain't on nothing we bag 'em for business
Stacking up this paper feel like Rod Wave n***a I'm road to riches
I'm in something [?] and I'm going to go jack him
N***a look like hе got diamonds stuck to his wrist I'm screaming "I got him"
I'm beefing with some n***as shop at Last Stop or they go in [?]
I'm catching thеm bags and I'm catching them flights and I'm getting it back, I feel like a pilot
I go up the Wood I'm [?] n***a I'm boot loving with [?]
You know how I'm coming this murder for hire
I get out the car I was bumping that Drac' and he fell on the floor and I watched him collapse
I was spinning their rip 'fore I get on the track
And I'm spinning up top and I'm doubling back
N***as know 'bout Tall I tie up these B22s up sending them shots (Hey Tall Wall)
Glock 23C right on my hip and I spin with that Drac' and them n***as tryna duck
Give a fuck with the Hill, n***a we spinning that bitch we screaming out "fuck"
Get drunk with them bitches them bottles for free
2Active he back and I'm screaming "free Reapa"
One thing 'bout them opps, n***a they're hot, they don't wanna free SD
Might smoke a capone might drink a little Don but n***a don't get it twisted (Huncho)
N***a I don't need no Section 8, 'bout to hop in that car a n***a going fish
Catch us a main one his ass gon' get it
You speaking on Whites you get put on a pendant
N***a might hop in the TRX or a Scat, Bris' go motherfucking Infiniti
N***a still got jail weight n***a I get your bitch on bro I'ma trash her (Hey Tall Wall)
N***a I done fucked up her wig, n***a my sheets came off I knocked off her lashes
And free all of the members they don't fuck with [?]
I don't fuck with them [?] I fuck with [?] gun, n***a you gone keep it a hundred
Trying to catch me a bid, I still miss him
My gun go phew I don't fuck with no semi (Huncho)
Tell 'em "free lil' Rackz 'til he get back with it"
[?] 60 ball on that motherfucking [?]
Should've jumped that fence and I'm mad I ain't hit him
That 60 was rolling that bitch ain't jamming
And I'm working this bitch as long as I got hands
Pizzaface go in [?], or he hitting Last Stop when he need him some pants
When you trolling the men and you can't go home
I could change my ways my mind still gone (Mind still gone)
N***as ain't Chihuahuas n***a we don't aim for no ankles we aim for the dome (Man, we aim for domes)
You can call me Nick Cannon I'm working the stick when I spin
N***a I don't do no attempts
Try to lock in with 37th and them Foxes, n***a you gotta go bend (Huncho)
[Outro]
(Hey Tall Wall)
(Hey)
Ight
(Hey turn me up in the headphones 6ix)
(Go, [?])
(This shit too easy like, doing the hook and then came back)
(Ight, ight)
(Ight) (Huncho)
Hey Tall (Hey Tall Wall)
(Hey let me hear my tape bro)
(Hey free Reapa free SD n***a free Giz, go)
Go
(Man, free Brisco n***a) (This-this-this is Petro Gang)
(Hey Tall Wall)
[Verse]
N***as say we clicking up, nah, yeah these n***as tricked (You got it wrong, uh)
Yeah we losing men and taking n***as, n***a we coming different
If your hood try to fuck with us they ain't on nothing we bag 'em for business
Stacking up this paper feel like Rod Wave n***a I'm road to riches
I'm in something [?] and I'm going to go jack him
N***a look like hе got diamonds stuck to his wrist I'm screaming "I got him"
I'm beefing with some n***as shop at Last Stop or they go in [?]
I'm catching thеm bags and I'm catching them flights and I'm getting it back, I feel like a pilot
I go up the Wood I'm [?] n***a I'm boot loving with [?]
You know how I'm coming this murder for hire
I get out the car I was bumping that Drac' and he fell on the floor and I watched him collapse
I was spinning their rip 'fore I get on the track
And I'm spinning up top and I'm doubling back
N***as know 'bout Tall I tie up these B22s up sending them shots (Hey Tall Wall)
Glock 23C right on my hip and I spin with that Drac' and them n***as tryna duck
Give a fuck with the Hill, n***a we spinning that bitch we screaming out "fuck"
Get drunk with them bitches them bottles for free
2Active he back and I'm screaming "free Reapa"
One thing 'bout them opps, n***a they're hot, they don't wanna free SD
Might smoke a capone might drink a little Don but n***a don't get it twisted (Huncho)
N***a I don't need no Section 8, 'bout to hop in that car a n***a going fish
Catch us a main one his ass gon' get it
You speaking on Whites you get put on a pendant
N***a might hop in the TRX or a Scat, Bris' go motherfucking Infiniti
N***a still got jail weight n***a I get your bitch on bro I'ma trash her (Hey Tall Wall)
N***a I done fucked up her wig, n***a my sheets came off I knocked off her lashes
And free all of the members they don't fuck with [?]
I don't fuck with them [?] I fuck with [?] gun, n***a you gone keep it a hundred
Trying to catch me a bid, I still miss him
My gun go phew I don't fuck with no semi (Huncho)
Tell 'em "free lil' Rackz 'til he get back with it"
[?] 60 ball on that motherfucking [?]
Should've jumped that fence and I'm mad I ain't hit him
That 60 was rolling that bitch ain't jamming
And I'm working this bitch as long as I got hands
Pizzaface go in [?], or he hitting Last Stop when he need him some pants
When you trolling the men and you can't go home
I could change my ways my mind still gone (Mind still gone)
N***as ain't Chihuahuas n***a we don't aim for no ankles we aim for the dome (Man, we aim for domes)
You can call me Nick Cannon I'm working the stick when I spin
N***a I don't do no attempts
Try to lock in with 37th and them Foxes, n***a you gotta go bend (Huncho)
[Outro]
(Hey Tall Wall)
(Hey)
Ight