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durhinnit - 4 at a time lyrics

[intro]
four at a time (aj, what’s poppin’?)
ayo, tommi

[chorus]
binary trigger all my gl!cks, i pop two at a time
she pop three at a time, i pop four at a time (four at a time)
high fashion on all my b+tch, lose your place, you out of line
f+ck the roof, set it on fire, sippin’ hi+tech, i don’t sip wine (i don’t sip wine)
2 a.m., gettin’ fried than a b+tch, shawty tryna k!ll my vibe
kick the b+tch out, can’t decide, probably ’cause the b+tch ain’t mine (b+tch ain’t mine)
i break it down, beat the b+tch spine
.45, twin got .9, best to just keep it aligned
better stay in your place, sh+t violent

[refrain]
fa+factory rims on a b+tch, can’t ride it
lot of big racks, can’t hide it
i’ll probably f+ck up the set with a hoe and then put that lil’ b+tch in dеsigner
straight thrax, puffin’ on dro, with a sl+t all up in my business, she probably should mind it
put it on tapе with a b+tch, rewind it
stick out the box, i find it
take the drugs that the doc ain’t prescribin’

[verse 1]
take the slugs for the boy give a f+ck out
12 gauge, hit with a buckshot
paid a whole ticket for the b+tch to bring sl+ts out
all tens and they walk with they ass out
cash out, so she pass out
put the b+tch on, make her tap out
it’s a lot of place to bring the racks out
keep them members with me, no flags out
[bridge]
gl!ck with me, i’ma walking ticket
louboutin, b+tch, ’cause i step different
red bottoms, fresh to death in it
got big paper, cook meth in it
crashout sh+t, i break bad
flash out sh+t, i shake back
can’t stop this sh+t, no brake pad
kel+tec make a motherf+cker breakdance

[refrain]
fa+factory rims on a b+tch, can’t ride it
lot of big racks, can’t hide it
i’ll probably f+ck up the set with a hoe and then put that lil’ b+tch in designer
straight thrax, puffin’ on dro, with a sl+t all up in my business, she probably should mind it
put it on tape with a b+tch, rewind it
stick out the box, i find it
take the drugs that the doc ain’t prescribin’
[verse 2]
take the slugs for the boy give a f+ck out
12 gauge, hit with a buckshot
paid a whole ticket for the b+tch to bring sl+ts out
all tens and they walk with they ass out
cash out, so she pass out
put the b+tch on, make her tap out
it’s a lot of place to bring the racks out
keep them members with me, no flags out

[bridge]
pop my sh+t, i’m the coldest
20 racks, blow the sh+t like ginóbili
body, body, come show me
2018, dropped bags in toyota
twenty+one, grew older
checkin’ my back, stress heavy like boulder
sticks with me, swing the sh+t like yoda
hi+tech, another four in my soda

- durhinnit lyrics

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