4 x 4 (feat. yB Muse)

Lot of people saying they miss the old me I was really in the cold listening to Coldplay BAAKIO Trying to drive in a demon, I be having road rage Lot of people fadeaway Rip to Kobe Always gotta keep a glove ain't talking OJ I want to tell the time but only on a rollie Baakio, I really turned nothing into something Me & muse killing shit No discussion Let's go I want a Benz fasho Finna pop out and shi with these bands tho I get the baton no cap, and he ran tho Smoking dugu, I'm so high won't land oh Niggas better tell me if they f*ck with my man's tho Ferragamo, Gucci, PRADA, shi n Hermes tho Bando All this shi be so part of the plan tho, with my main bro If I had a Choppa on me I'd make it sing like Justin Bieber Call me Gunna Wunna I'm pushing p, talking right between her I tryna get my neck iced out, yeh yeh new Freezer My broski said his girl be cheating but he'll never gon Leave her And my broski said he got a girl, nigga have you seen her? Diamonds all over my girl, oh this Aquafina My ballerina I'm g.o.a.t like mike Late night sipping sprite Double R stars I see at night Don't fall in love it will ruin your life Ay ruin yo life, I ain't never trying to ruin yo night Making sure that my niggas be aight Wtf is you thinking? you ain't staying the night Is you sure that I'm doing this right Take a look at my life Lil bitch, you was right I'm, I'm Mr Fitted My niggas with it Real gangsta business Made it out trenches My whip tinted I want rolls Royce innit I'm tryna have her in it I be ch-chilling I be chilling, I be drilling All my niggas steady heavy winning If you see me pop out for attention If you buzzing in my city, pop you for no tension Imma add you on snap and pop you for no mention All my niggas be slimey, f*ck a bout' pretending Imma pull up inside, windows coming tinted With the gang when I ride, sorry I can't finish Couple niggas that I finished Never bother hoes I be always tryna get this money In my future I see way more than a hunnid bands Niggas dissing my niggas thinking that shit is funny All sudden they know how to do the running man They feel like they can do the running man Posted with the heat, I told my brother he can have I be so zooted, man I cannot wait till I come land Talk on computers, say that shi to me like your a man We 4 for 4 going back to back, like we drake DLemz that's my Slat Slat Slat Slat like young thug I gave people love but they said it wasn't enough I let disrespect slide once now niggas think they skate Baakio x YB, bitch we do run the city I'm gonna get so rich or die trying, I be feeling like I'm 50 And all my weekends getting busy I asked my girl, do you miss me? I sent a text, that shit was risky I'm Mr Fitted My niggas with it Real gangsta business Made it out trenches My whip tint I want rolls Royce innit I'm tryna have her in it I be ch-chilling Tryna get these millions