Rod

[Hook: 4TM Fru]

Fucking with my clique and you get robbed

Shit I’m chillin' with yo bitch and she a thot

Don’t make me pop the trunk to get my rod

I ain’t worried 'bout no niggas, got my rod

Fucking with my clique and you get robbed

Shit I’m chillin' with yo bitch and she a thot

Don’t make me pop the trunk to get my rod

I ain’t worried 'bout no niggas, got my rod

[Verse 1: 4TM Fru]

I never did a jost, but I ain’t tryna go

But I done robbed some niggas of some weight and moved all kind of dope

But yet these niggas still talking gangster, fuck you lyin' for?like tryin range with bangers

Pistols slangin at the counter [?]

I’m most around them Scotland babies

Bitch you know I’m from that O

Catch a nigga slippin' and relapse, I did that for the four

I still ain’t on my shit, but on my shit mine

Who I’m grinding for

Bodies losing patience so it’s time to score

Fuck who flexing, hold my bitch down

And it’s fuck my exes up

Bro with it then it’s hectic

Bitch you better not disrespect me

Catch it or I’ll intercept it, light up a nigga section

Your girl in love with our music but get more dick than blessings

[Hook: 4TM Fru]

Fucking with my clique and you get robbed

Shit I’m chillin' with yo bitch and she a thot

Don’t make me pop the trunk to get my rod

I ain’t worried 'bout no niggas, got my rod

Fucking with my clique and you get robbed

Shit I’m chillin' with yo bitch and she a thot

Don’t make me pop the trunk to get my rod

I ain’t worried 'bout no niggas, got my rod

[Verse 2: Pretty Tony]

I just be thuggin and shit

I just be thuggin and shit

Me and my brother and shit

We came out the gutter and shit

We got different mother and shit

But that’s still my brother and shit

Yeah I’m talkin' bout jit

Stack the profit don’t switch

We just tryna get rich

So we stay with a gat

When we servin this pack

Nigga might try to jack

Can’t let that happen

Click clack get back

Stay real spit facts

Stay silent don’t rat

Always keep it trill

100 to a mill

Kick game stay ill

Stay smoking on the ill

I don’t know what it is

Niggas won’t keep it real

So I stay with my steel

I gotta keep it for real

[Hook: 4TM Fru]

Fucking with my clique and you get robbed

Shit I’m chillin' with yo bitch and she a thot

Don’t make me pop the trunk to get my rod

I ain’t worried 'bout no niggas, got my rod

Fucking with my clique and you get robbed

Shit I’m chillin' with yo bitch and she a thot

Don’t make me pop the trunk to get my rod

I ain’t worried 'bout no niggas, got my rod

[Verse 3: NBA Youngboy]

Showin’ new rolls we gon pull up in two cars, just like the mop, we pulled up strapped up with them rods, I be with them hittas, got lil joe up in da car, nigga play, gon knock em off then we gone shoot back to br, in the studio with 4TM, we in this bitch going hard, you can catch me with my gang, screamin’ fuck you and yo squad, shit how far would you go, cause with this beef shit I’ll go far, if we catch em no we don’t spare ‘em, we gon burn him ‘n his boys , if we spot em then we got em yeah, ain’t no running from them choppas yeah, hop out the whip and chase him down, Ben put a nigga under yeah (x2)

[Hook: 4TM Fru]

Fucking with my clique and you get robbed

Shit I’m chillin' with yo bitch and she a thot

Don’t make me pop the trunk to get my rod

I ain’t worried 'bout no niggas, got my rod

Fucking with my clique and you get robbed

Shit I’m chillin' with yo bitch and she a thot

Don’t make me pop the trunk to get my rod

I ain’t worried 'bout no niggas, got my rod

[Hook: 4TM Fru]

Fucking with my clique and you get robbed

Shit I’m chillin' with yo bitch and she a thot

Don’t make me pop the trunk to get my rod

I ain’t worried 'bout no niggas, got my rod

Fucking with my clique and you get robbed

Shit I’m chillin' with yo bitch and she a thot

Don’t make me pop the trunk to get my rod

I ain’t worried 'bout no niggas, got my rod