Back on the 4, I'm *** crazy I make more than Dwayne Wade, baby I'm straight, n***a, and I stay faded Never worked in the gym, but I waited First off, he get the ammo, then he cocky First off, he had us blast off like a rocket I would've had that water on, but I got options DJ takin' off and I ain't stoppin', nah Louis V, belts, Louis V on my walls Bitch, girl, n***a, I can't *** with no law Nipro Farrah's on my land, I see Fugazi I should've pumped this bitch and make her pay me Started off surfin' on the codeine wave I'm the strange M4 with these n****s There's some opps you can kill if they ain't with us Ordered a pound of gas and smoke, I need a filler Got a line on gucci, gelato, and gorilla Y'all are freaky, weary, know you gon' get hitter Steppin' over dead bodies in my Jell-O I touched a hundred M's and I been gettin' better In the red Bugatti, gave it right to Valet Shoot his head, all righty, get your new ***, nay-nay Shoot on dice all night, yeah, me and Day-Day We had to work the one on him, it was a good payday He was a teenager, they put him on the news where I'm from He lit up for the shots, he can't get no buns Clothes on, he shot when he killin' me young If you ever get caught snitchin', they gon' cut off your tongue I can't wait till they set the rat up, yeah I was catchin' drugs, now a n***a a millionaire I get the rap check and I avoid the paps I get NBA money, they ain't been in the drafts Yeah, I'm back on the 4 up, *** crazy I make more than Dwayne Wade, baby On the street, n***a, and I stay faded Never worked in the gym, but I waited First off, he get the ammo, then he cocky First off, he had us blast off like a rocket I put a paddock water on, but I got options PJ takin' off and I ain't stoppin', uh-huh Louis V, belts, Louis V on my walls Fish scale, n***a, I can't afford no law Lyndon Farrell's on my land, I see who gets it I should've pumped this bitch and make her pay me Find the cutoff where it's dimmin', pour a butter in Get the back in at the door and let the dogs kill Point a mouth and turn around, that's how we let him in Payin' no one conversation, then I switch to Simp Lift her like NBA benders, I ain't talkin' scrimmage You know I'm James Bond with it, hardin' with the finish Your whips got curtain options in it, I don't need a tenant Just need the option not to see him when I'm ridin' in it Used to spend checks on my Nikes, now they pay me Got some bull*** leaders and they wavin' Number one off in my city like McGrady Yeah, I'm back on the 4 up, *** crazy Blow so much gas, I can't let him breathe Pop me ten to three, I can't let him sleep Flyin' through the clouds with somethin' heavenly Yeah, I'm back on the 4 up, *** crazy I make more than Dwayne Wade, baby On the street, n***a, and I stay faded Never worked in the gym, but I waited First off, you get the ammo, then you cocky First off, he had us blast off like a rocket I put a paddock water on, but I got options B.J. takin' off and I ain't stoppin', nah Louis V, belts, Louis V on my walls Fish scale, n***a, I can't fold with no laws Never affairs on my land, I see Fugazi I should pump this bitch and make her pay me Back on the 4 up, *** crazy I make more than Dwayne Wade, baby On the street, n***a, and I stay faded Never worked in the gym, but I waited