xxxtentacion – 4peat lyrics
[intro: robb bank$]
yeah, gettin’ too overzealous
cris dinero
straight pulled out my d-ck, let her smell it
i think i might be happy (yeah, yeah)
let’s get it, woo woo woo
yeah, yeah, yeah, you dig?
yeah, yeah, yeah, you dig?
yeah, yeah, yeah, you dig?
you dig? sset, ayy
[verse 1: robb bank$]
i done have way too many n-ggas back down off a stare (yeah, yeah, yeah)
fell off so quick, god forgot you was there
b-tch i look like griffith, i ain’t dye my hair (yeah, yeah yeah)
you can’t beat me boy, i was born from despair, real n-gga sh-t (yeah yeah yeah)
hop out the a, straight in your b-tch, huh huh (yeah)
i need a check, i’m teacher pet, huh huh (yeah, happy)
she wanna f-ck, i wanna l!ck, make her scream phone (set, yeah yeah yeah)
make it rain, make it storm, coulda look at me like god (whoa)
new b-tch bad as f-ck, little n-gga back it up (yeah yeah, yeah yeah)
phone add it up, new coupe i p-ss you up
i could get your s-w-a-g-agger up (set set set)
n-gga these ain’t swarovski crystals
grab my pistol, my flavor ain’t artificial
said i only rap ’bout b-tches, n-gga i get it
i let ya count them wit’ me (yeah yeah yeah)
[chorus: robb bank$, ski mask the slump god]
one bad b-tch on my d-ck, two b-tches on my d-ck (yeah, yeah)
three b-tches on my d-ck, four b-tches on my d-ck (yeah yeah
yeah yeah)
count wit’ me n-gga (happy)
five b-tches on my d-ck, six b-tches on my d-ck
seven b-tches want that d-ck, show yo’ -ss how to make a hit
look out, look out, i’ma hit a four-peat b-tch
look out, look out, i’ma hit a four-peat b-tch (yeah, set, set, set)
look out (ayy, ayy, ayy), look out, i’ma hit a four-peat b-tch (ayy)
one bad b-tch on my d-ck (who, yuh), two b-tches on my d-ck
(ayy, ayy)
[verse 2: ski mask the slump god]
i like crazy b-tches, she like baby pictures, huh
i’m a lazy rich n-gga so i lazy d-ck her, uh
stroke on lazy river, metal on me, call me bender, uh
b-tch i’m at yo’ head
like the arrow on the avatar airbender
dance up on my b-tch
’cause i hit it from the back just like a fender bender
i done hit a triple, no -ssist
d-mn that b-tch rode me like a airbender
i be so lit like a candle, grip on her hips like a handle
my sauce just like i am randall, man
so much d-mn white on me i’m like “d-mn daniel”, uh
when i bust a pistol b-tch it sound like a flip-flop
tick-tock, three blind mice, i walk my stick and pull out
pull out gang, uh, whack-a-mole, duckin’ at us
i done teabag your b-tch
she said my b-lls red like dodgeball
[chorus: robb bank$]
one bad b-tch on my d-ck, two b-tches on my d-ck (yeah, yeah)
three b-tches on my d-ck, four b-tches on my d-ck
count wit’ me n-gga
five b-tches on my d-ck, six b-tches on my d-ck
seven b-tches want that d-ck, show yo’ -ss how to make a hit (let get it, yeah yeah)
look out, look out, i’ma hit a four-peat b-tch
look out, look out, i’ma hit a four-peat b-tch (yeah, set set set)
look out, look out, i’ma hit a four-peat b-tch
look out, look out, i’ma hit a four-peat b-tch (set, set set set)
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