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279tyler - fours! lyrics

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[chorus]
rollin’ in my town, glock be my firearm
drivin’ reckless with a qp in the car
rockstar, play a b+tch, like a guitar
rockstar, i’m a take off to the stars
smokin’ woods and my bro he be poppin’ bars
swear to god, these p+ssy boys don’t want war
heard he talkin’ down, bring it to his front door
aj pouring whole pints, y’all be pouring fours

[verse 2]
sippin’ lean, i don’t sip coors
i don’t wear versace, or michael koors
i be ballin’ out, but i’m not on the court
f+ck a case, f+ck a judge, and f+ck a court
i stay cautious, gotta stay on alert
in a vert, gucci on the t shirt
in the field, you watchin’ from the bleachers
broke or dead i don’t wanna be either
idb a gang full of grim reapers
my dope be louder than some speakers
yeah, yeah your b+tch a speaker
d+ck in her mouth, now she not speakin’
i be stackin’ up, and y’all dreamin’
go get off your ass, and start scheming
winter time, designer coats, and y’all freezin’
yeah, y’all really can’t be us
yeah, no i don’t wanna discuss
shooters pull up, and they gonna bust
so many snakes, i can’t have trust
so many people switched up
yeah, now it’s just us
yeah, only people that i trust
yeah, she want the money i’m not dumb
yeah, ar 100 round drum

[chorus]
rollin’ in my town, glock be my firearm
drivin’ reckless with a qp in the car
rockstar, play a b+tch, like a guitar
rockstar, i’m a take off to the stars
smokin’ woods and my bro he be poppin’ bars
swear to god, these p+ssy boys don’t want war
heard he talkin’ down, bring it to his front door
aj pouring whole pints, y’all be pouring fours



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