4th D O W N

Every chance i get know im going for the rim
Got these niggas mad that i want fold i want bend
Tryna run my money up til its bussin out my stiches
Days i didnt have shit i remember i remember
Niggas getting mad cause i dont have no time to kick it
Groveboy shoota we come lay up in yo ditches
Naw you dont want no smoke you gone get cooked just like a brisket
You know the sayin if its 4th down still want kick it
El shoota baby i been stickin to the mision
Shawty tell me that she want me
But im just too inconsistant really i dont give a dam
Cause i done already bent it
I done pulled up on her fucked around and got a ticket
Real shit you know how i come off
Fam they gone come in a mf uhaul
You dont want smoke you know we gone do yall
Only 5 8 but i feel like im too tall
Yea
Really no pressure
Niggas want play
Thats where we left him
Aint tryna fuck you know i next her
You know you gotta come off of that becky
Yea
Young nigga tryna get paid
No i cant settle for minimum wage
I just be off in a daze
High as a bitch like i sit on a crane
Foot on the pedal want let up
Never
Know that they watchin i know that they jealous
How did he do it dat nigga too clever
Born with a gift this shit is a blessing

Every chance i get know im going for the rim
Got these niggas mad that i want fold i want bend
Tryna run my money up til its bussin out my stiches
Days i didnt have shit i remember i remember
Niggas getting mad cause i dont have no time to kick it
Groveboy shoota we come lay up in yo ditches
Naw you dont want no smoke you gone get cooked just like a brisket
You know the sayin if its 4th down still want kick it



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Writer(s): Tyler Jones
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