Life of a 4 Boy

All that opp shit'll get you facetimed Know that time is money, I won't let a nigga waist mine glock up on my waistline Ballin' on these niggas, tell them catch me on the baseline She lookin' for a great time, ayy We gon' get it in and get it gone We don't waste time And not a spot lookin' like a lunch line Jeans cost a rack and I'ma stuff a 20 in em lil baby got ass, I like how she make it jiggly I'm tryna be a billion dollar nigga like Jigga I shot the Glock so many times, I fucked up the trigger, ayy, ayy And I'm still the same nigga I'm still big four, now my pocket just bigger Ayy, so many plays on the phone Real trap nigga, I got plugs on the strong Nigga better watch his tone Glock, it gotta switch so we can really get it on We put the belt on opps Hustle all day, you know we trap around the clock I'm really from them trenches, I ain't fuckin' with the cops Shoot this bitch from deep, I still post up on the block Grindin', tryna have my wrist froze, poppa Doc Put me in the game, they can't hold me And to tell the truth, most these niggas be the police Rappin' on these beats, but I'm a shooter like Kobe Had a couple pints, but I sold it You know it's a four up in the drink if I poured it They never at the bank and I noticed Them niggas really pussy, let's expose it That back door open, I'ma close it Ayy, I keep this shit a buck like I know Greek Ayy, nigga, where your gun since you so street the Glock, it got a drum, but ain't got no beat And you probably know the guys, but you don't know me Ayy, know he a vegan, he don't want no beef Pullin' up in a foreign, they ain't got no key They be tryna ride the wave, but ain't got no seat I'll run me up a ten in a week Ayy, that's if you ask Even though I rap, niggas know I'm bout that action He ain't like that, man, them lil' niggas be cappin You know I get fly, yeah, I'm feelin' like the captain I don't did, everything, them niggas be rappin' Beef with us and we gon' turn a nigga to a caption In the Jets, with granny hide in bands in the mattress Bad bitch, with me, dawg, she look like a actress You know I'm the answer, nigga, I don't need practice Really run this shit, let me tell you how it happen And I'm with some gunna, push a P, bitch, we trappin Ayy, ayy, ayy I'ma keep this shit a buck like I know Greek Lil' nigga, where your gun since you so street Ayy, the Glock', it got a drum, but ain't got no beat And you probably know the guys, but you don't know me Facts