4x4

[Intro]

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[Chorus: 42 Dugg]

We in them four-by-fours

Seven-hundred, this bitch got go (Yeah)

Real fent' what I put in my dope (Bitch)

I was walkin' that yard on my own (Let's go)

You ain't turnt 'til you been on that road (You ain't shit)

How you turnt? Y'all ain't even got phones

New house like 1.4 (Cash)

No keys, everything got codes (Codes)

Ain't no sucker, but I step for my bitch

Ask around if I let off my blick (Ask around)

He was dissin', so I spun that bitch

Ask the East, "Who run that bitch?"

[Verse 1: 42 Dugg]

Young dog right here, don't play (Don't play)

My niggas gon' go if I can't (Go)

Lil' cuz' can't roll my pint (Pint, two-twenty-zero)

That's how he lost his life

Still got M's on ice

Bitch, I still got Tim's on ice

Bitch the type of nigga put rims on strikers

Doggy, where you been at?

I been dodgin' my third indictment (Yeah)

No more text, we kitin' (Yeah)

Ayy, no more callin', we writin' (Bitch)

I ain't got no pole, I'm fightin' (I'm fightin')

Can't even be me, they bitin'

Heard word on the street, she liked him (Man)

Couple days later, I fucked her (What else?)

Couple days later, it's fuck her (Oh yeah)

Might send this shit to my bunkie (Bitch)

Big carats on me, they chunky (Yeah)

Black cherry APs, it's funky

Probably somewhere T'd with the junkies ([Sweet?])

Tryin' to send my beans to the country (Yeah)

Don't be mad at me, she fuckin' (Lame)

How you mad at me he fucked her? (Yeah)

How you mad at me we fucked her? (Huh?)

How you mad at me she fuckin'? (Bitch)

[Chorus: 42 Dugg]

We in them four-by-fours

Seven-hundred, this bitch got go (Yeah)

Real fent' what I put in my dope (My bitch)

I was walkin' that yard on my own

You ain't turnt 'til you been on that road

How you turnt? Y'all ain't even got phones

New house like 1.4

No keys, everything got codes

Ain't no sucker, but I step for my bitch

Ask around if I let off my blick

He was dissin', so I spun that bitch

Ask the East, "Who run that bitch?" (Run that shit)

[Verse 2: Meek Mill]

Walked in, Bottega my sneaks (Bottega)

I'll step on your neck in some cleats (I will)

In the hood on the money or something

Plane New York for the rest of the week

I just left out Dubai with a half on me

For a week, I can live like a sheikh

She keep talkin' like she want some cash, money

When I fuck her, I'm hittin' delete (Delete that)

Delete that, ain't make the viewin' but went to the repass

I sent a shooter, but he couldn't be fast

Switch go brr since he wanna be bad

Neck go brr, and my wrist playin' freeze tag

I'm in Skyami where I wanna be at

I'm back outside, it's like I was in rehab

If I don't post it, my haters won't be mad

If I don't post it, my haters won't be mad, woah (Ooh)

Is it the 'Gram that's hurtin' your heart?

Lil' shawty a work of art for real

Say that she wanted to swim with the sharks

I'm takin' her straight to St. Barts, for real

Say that she leavin' her nigga tomorrow

I told her, "That really ain't smart, trippin'"

I got a date with a rich ho tomorrow

And she tryna to rip me apart

[Chorus: 42 Dugg]

We in them four-by-fours (Fours)

Seven-hundred, this bitch got go (Yeah)

Real fent' what I put in my dope (Bitch)

I was walkin' that yard on my own (Let's go)

You ain't turnt 'til you been on that road (You ain't shit)

How you turnt? Y'all ain't even got phones

New house like 1.4 (Cash)

No keys, everything got codes (Codes)

Ain't no sucker, but I step for my bitch

Ask around if I let off my blick (Ask around)

He was dissin', so I spun that bitch

Ask the East, "Who run that bitch?"

[Outro]

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