4seasons

Niggas still talking shit on my name like they don't know who the fuck i an Gltt Glttt bow I dont say shit and ya bitch still get wet nigga Stop Playin Yea Yea Yea Yea Is it cause of my fro and the way I let it flow in the air Say my name 3 times watch ya hoe disappear And i beef with the swine, I get chicken, smoke vegan Pole reaching, hoe greasin, all 4 seasons Wilding out they know i'm the man tho Pull strings like a banjo Getting top on top the car with no sandals Her lace front be the handle Dope i got supplied from the bando Inside the burbs it was just the commando They foreclose the crib and we set up the trap Yea thats a million dollar crib we in there bussing the pack Its Money And homie keep up with ya thot cause she told me she love me And keep that static to ya self cause this shit ah get ugly Sadity like puffy So you niggas cant touch me The last nigga rushed the stage he got beat with his buddy I put the pressure on myself like a shower head And I ain't stopping til' my crowd is fed Niggas want peso Yea yea yea Only gettin older as the days go Yea ya yea Kill a nigga put his ass up in da clouds he get a halo Yea yea yea Cus we still workin to da top, and we been slavin hours for da guap Yaow yaow yaow Yellow hoodie on tryna channel my solar plexus Play the blocks like tetris Riding round u know thats gold up in my necklace Got goals of flying jets and getting money wit next bitch My honeys I invest in Might buy ha a pack and tell ha ha flip it Romance with the advance I jack my dick to rising digits Handsome and nice with bitches Divine physics Still rock the Calvin Klein britches when I dive in it I heard they thought that i quit my art but this ain't that Who the fuck went and told these niggas that they can rap Its the cynical, clinical channeling spiritual hacks Goal is the pinnacle, I been working days in the trap Yea yea, its Swacey Baby from the block they know that (They know that) I pull up know the gang is on that Grabba from the store Heat it mix the dope I said heat it mix the dope Niggas want peso Yea yea yea Only gettin older as the days go Yea ya yea Kill a nigga put his ass up in da clouds he get a halo Yea yea yea Cus we still workin to da top, and we been slavin hours for da guap Yaow Yaow --- 4seasons - Drew Swace