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4so lyrics lyrics

[hook]
she, swallow my child
i spend a rack because i’m going wild
i’m finna make it, it might take a while
i’ll be dressed in all gucci, guess that’s just my style
and she
she want my d-ck
i gotta lotta bread, she know i’m lit
she give a lotta head, she good at it
and she giving me top as she hearing me spit
and we, we is the gang
4so b-tch should i say it again?
and never pull up ‘less you bring a friend
i got two different foreign hoes call it a blend
4 different hoes on the side, as well
i’m finna make it, but time will tell
my bars gettin’ stuck in your head like its glue
so when i come up, you ain’t joining my crew

[verse 1]
my life moving fast, but your sh-t stationary
they say they want beef, disappear like they perry
and christmas is merry when diamonds be glistening
under the tree, got you staring
and they know that they cannot spit it like me
but they wish that they could, i’m the only one outta rp
that can hop in the booth with the sauce
everyone else just sound lost (i’m just f-ckin’ around)
i’m clean like the floor, when it’s sweeped by the swiffer
a star in the sky you can call me big dipper
i’m f-ckin’ your b-tch but i won’t ever kiss her
she telling me rail her, i always deliver
i drink so much sh-t, that i’m losing my liver
and can’t find my kidney
i come in the room and it starts raining fifties
make hundreds, got millis
you say that i’m trash you should stop talking silly

[verse 2]
f-ck college i don’t ever needa go to that
thats facts, i’m a magnet for the fat racks
f-ck that, yeah they always one to pat backs
i’ll be laughing when they b-tch is asking me to tap that
goofy -ss think they fresh in the snapback
laugh at the fact that they think that they ain’t half bad
can’t rap, cash stacks, that i spent, don’t need back
i don’t know, why these f-ckers, think i need they feedback
fake friends i can tell i can see that
f-ck 3 racks, driveway where the beam at
diamonds talk back, and i shine, diamonds gleam back
new bape, red camo, know you see that
pop a tire on the whip so replace that
all your bars they are trash so erase that
face those facts, i won’t take it back
cop a brand new house, with a lake out back
keep a safe out back, just in case the fact
if i waste some racks, might not make it back
but i stay on track, and i stay in tact
if it stays like that, i might cop a plaque

[bridge]
with a brand new whip, ima race that b-tch
goin’ 90 down the freeway, i might crash that b-tch
with a bad -ss b-tch, you a mad -ss b-tch
cause i smashed that b-tch, and that was your b-tch
with a brand new whip, ima race that b-tch
goin’ 90 down the freeway, i might crash that b-tch
with a bad -ss b-tch, you a mad -ss b-tch
cause i smashed that b-tch, and that was your b-tch

[outro]
now i think i know why they don’t like me
4so gang b-tch, we so icy
made a sound by myself, and now they bitin’
yeah i swear, all these rappers think they mike tyson
4so, 4so, 4so, everyday, we pulling up with a new hoe
and the ice rubbing off, so i think i made it snow
4so gang b-tch, remember it, i gotta go

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