Lyrics:
and trappin and trappin and trappin
Finessin and trappin, yeah
Finessin and trappin, whoa
Drinkin on Lean by the four (whoa)
Anywhere I go, I glow (whoa)
feel like I'm Chapo, I got out that bitch and I turn up some more
Went to Miami for four hunnid thousand, to roll up some loud, put a boat on the water
the power and the money
I went from the bando to the island with the money
In the room, bag it up, for four hours with the money
I go bang, bang, bang,
wit'?) Me and my peeps; won't you bring four of your friends?
(What we gon' do?) Feel on each other, and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to another;
but it won’t work your still a thot
Wify material nah you the type ta Swap
You can’t break her rounteen cuz you know she’ll never stop
I could never
And nigga raised by the rat's roaches
Real youngen holdin coke
State they gave my man life
Feds they gave my man 10
Messin with this dirty game feel like
I
(Verse 1) Shimmer’s not in heaven, Shimmer’s not in hell Shimmer’s in the Echoside as far as I can tell I feel her presents when I’m standing
studio aluminum, still knock out hits, like I'm Tony Stark (Iron Man)
Flow like infinity, You ain't nothin' to me, I'm shinobi
Hol up, let me change that
bills paid
They was up and I got my meals late
Don't give a fuck, nigga, I still feel great
I still feel weight
Man, I'm touchin' on your hand and you
banter
Starting to feel like foulplay like Billy Laimbeer
Hold up, she misunderstood me
I said saint, por favor
Thought I said to wait, had four doors
I
no uh oh
Be back in a minute wit dat chrome 4-4
And when I get back everybody gone hit the flo flo
'Cause I just asked him was the tics tight and I
Presidential, maybe I should run
Still get 'em by the ton, sixty-five three times a month
Bag, what you doin'? Baggin', baggin'
2020 McLaren, Moe got me
it
Slidin' in the Demon, but lowkey he a Christian (skrrt)
I know how it feel to give my mama a house
I know how it feel to pour a four right by
the last four years was by me
And like that feeling it weren't gone away
And her mum even took us on a holiday
And I ain't gotta ease in shit
Couple
stacked like 4 midgets
Got a camel toe then you know she a pigeon
Got a lot of hoes and my sack be religious
Go down real low and I might just kiss her
Hit
Shawn Carter was born December 4th
Weighing in at 10 pounds 8 ounces
He was the last of my four children
The only one who didn't give me any pain
Shawn Carter was born December 4th
Weighing in at 10 pounds 8 ounces
He was the last of my four children
The only one who didn't give me any pain
won't you bring four of your friends
(What we gon' do?) Feel on each other and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to another let the party begin
Peeps
won't you bring four of your friends
(What we gon' do?) Feel on each other and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to another let the party begin
Peeps
made us meet
But tore us apart by cancelling out
cnd I was dumb enough to leave
cnd I burnt you down in an instant
But you drowned me out in the long-run
ain’t catch on
You still can’t hold me
I ain’t talking no nursing home
But these niggas know
They ain’t tryna see the old me
These niggas cap too much
black man
gone by the chrome
PT cruiser sped off and drove
On sight if I caught him alone
We gon Mob
Don Corleone
I’m a JID
But I feel like him grown
Im
shoot together like a fucking duet
Say he gon rob me , do that
2 years ago n i still ain’t forget
He think he a soldier that boy a cadet
Catch him
just don't feel anything
This used to feel like a dream
Now I'm thrown out by your energy
Everything ain't what it seems
Still I can't let that shit
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