4 DOORS

I got hella jewelry, I got thots now (Tsss) Hella cold outside, I got my top down All my diamonds hittin' when the lights out If I can't get in with my Jacky, I'ma back my knife out Mama happy, I got her a— Mama happy, I got her a nice house All these bitches asking for Chanel Want me for the money I can tell, day was going well, this shit never— Want me for the money I can tell, day was going well, this shit never fails And my ex keep callin' me, bitch, I'm good, I'm doing well Push up and we bustin' them packs (Bustin' them packs) I ain't passin' this rock, I react and these bullets was makin' them shakе like shack (Shake like shack) I'm in all black with this G on my hip, but if hе make the wrong move, then we make em' a pack (Make em' a pack) And we move from rags to riches (Uh) I go from riches to racks (Uh) Uh, I go from riches to racks (Uh) Uh, and I feel I got height, but I keep pedaling back (Pedaling back) My bitch won't pick for this media shit, but there's so many niggas I wish I could tag (Wish I could tag) And all of my opps is broke, don't wanna beef, you can't show me a rack (Like, damn) 5$TAR, yeah, we chillin' at the top floor (Hey, Juuzi, is that you?) This bitch runts, I ain't tryna f*ck her no more Had to cut the ho off, she always do the most Diamonds on my ho, and she say she way too cold New whip and that bitch got four doors New whip and that bitch got four doors New whip and that bitch got four doors New whip and that bitch got four doors (It's Carter, dickhead) Free Sheik, brodie move like McQueen He make a movie, I swear it's no Pixar (Swear it's no Pixar) Free Thunder, I know he gon' squeeze Brodie the piece to the puzzle like jigsaw (Uh) Yes, finger to trigger like guitars, he got no motion, he more like Patrick Star (More like Patrick Star) Word to my mother they told me to chill (Chill but) But, I ain't get the memoir (Damn) Nah, I ain't get the memo Bad bitch, she wit' me, she ride presidential I take a perky to better my mental Came with some baddies, I fucked the whole friend group, like damn 613 on her frontal, I kick pink like my motherfuckin' dreads do Huh, hold on, Louis the duffle Chains swingin' like— Chains swingin' like, damn, huh 5$TAR, yeah, we chillin' at the top floor (Hey, Juuzi, is that you?) This bitch runts, I ain't tryna f*ck her no more Had to cut the ho off, she always do the most Diamonds on my ho, and she say she way too cold New whip and that bitch got four doors New whip and that bitch got four doors New whip and that bitch got four doors New whip and that bitch got four doors