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4am – delete lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah (4am)
come on
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse]
yeah, yeah, yeah, uh+uh
yeah, yeah, yeah, uh+uh
yeah, yeah, yeah, uh+uh
yeah, yeah, yuh, yuh

i want the money, yeah, you know i need it
i’m in the four and i’m speedin’
he talkin’ down, he gon’ get deleted
benihana, b+tch i’m eating
if i ain’t countin’ up, then i’m not breathing
i do this sh+t for a reason
i’m rockin’ christian, i feel like jesus
i get the bag, then i’m leaving
if i get a bag, then we all eating
i’m off a perc 10, now i’m geeking
they love to hate, but i don’t see it
swear that i thought i was dreaming
i’m countin’ the racks, 1+2+3
yo’ b+tch, wanna f+ck on me
i know i’m the one they wanna be
i’m goin’ up, trust me
[verse 2]
i walk in that b+tch, i got dior on
(?), and now i’m tweaking like a moron
how you tryna talk that sh+t on me just cus’ i got more guap?
she know that i count a lot
i know that she ’boutta talk
i know that you love to talk
swear that we gettin’ em gone
you know we gettin’ em out
tryna run up, we got sticks in the couch
yeah, he ain’t know what i was ’bout
if you get in, then you ain’t gettin’ out
i got the racks, yeah, i love to count
she suckin’ my soul, i’m in love with her mouth
talkin’ on co+op, we run in yo’ house

[verse 3]
you wanna talk on the gang, we put one in his head
you know we leavin’ em dead
i’m smokin’ yo mans
no, i ain’t f+ckin wit’ 12
no i don’t f+ck wit’ the feds
i’m rockin’ number (n)ine on my pants
i let that choppa make ’em do a dance, uh
h+ll nah, we ain’t friends
you talkin’ down, sh+t, he won’t do it again
[outro]
yeah, yeah, yeah, uh+uh
yeah, yeah, yeah, uh+uh
yeah, yeah, yeah, uh+uh
yeah, yeah, yuh, yuh

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