4Nem

[Intro: Chief Keef & Ballout] (Ayy, Young Malcolm) Ooh, bang, gang Ooh, bang, gang Ooh, dududuh, skuduskuh, bang [Verse 1: Ballout] 2022 Charger got me feelin' like Vin Diesel Amiri jeans too tight, I can't fit the D-Eagle Take the shit back, I need a '96 Regal I'm the biggest bird in the sky, bitch I'm a seagull Just met that hoe the first date, fuck her then delete her Vellanos, Forgiatos my rims sneakers Steady pourin' up two litters, I don't need a feature I don't love a bitch, you know I'm my brothers keeper [Verse 2: Chief Keef] Gang hit the cut in a Tonka Don't sneak diss, we'll break your baby momma Gang just bought some new cars for the summer In a Lambo, bump the bitch up in a Honda Ride 4's bitch, free ManeMane Bought bro out, Fat Joe made it rain Blood suckin' bitch, think she got fangs My shorty hit a whip at the beam, he got aim Need a Rollie plain Flyer than a plane Why you lookin' strange? Bitch, we got the thang? Who? It’s the gang Who? It’s the gang Who? It’s the gang Who? (Gang, gang) [Verse 3: Tadoe] Ayy, that's a light pop, my shit dark look like Tris Swimmin' in the water, I'm a shark, niggas fish That's a nice watch, man, I love takin' risks That's a nice Glock, what I look like swingin' fists Send so many shots, my shit sound like a switch Niggas actin' real but niggas know they bitch I be in the field, steady runnin' up the chips Boss shit with the blick, boss shit on the dip [Bridge: Tadoe] We got ten 50's in this bitch Niggas slide, it's a drill Brrrrrrr Brrrrr Grrr Niggas know how we rockin', let's go [Verse 4: Terintino] Spendin' old 100 dollar bills from '96 Ain't got no bank account but all my pockets thick Typin' on the net, but get in person, ain't got no blick Caught him at the red light and turned him to a lick In a wide body but this bitch ain't got no tints Hit the Gucci store, go spend 6K on a fit Niggas actin' hard body but they really bitch Finna pour the drank up, forgot to get the kit [Verse 5: Boss Moo] We ain't ridin' hot cars, bitch, these real whips If you want the gold, bitch it's 600 a zip If you ain't got the blues then it can't touch yo' lips I just fucked this bitch, made her hop up in a Lyft It's time to fuckin' dip, I got a .45 my hip Niggas talkin' crazy, I’ll let this bitch rip Finna go back to the 'raq and go crazy with my dips We still be on the block, 061 that be the dip