4 Seasons / IDK
It's getting shipped out or picked up I don't shop in the mall
Call it Yao Ming when it's stacked up cause dis money tall
Treat my bedroom like a traphouse hiding shit in the walls
It's four seasons but yo bitchass wanna see me fall
Gotta do whatever it takes so all my niggas can ball
Pour some 42 in a champagne glass she taking off her draws
And I know you thinking this world big but it's really small
It's four seasons but yo bitchass wanna see me fall
It's getting shipped out or picked up I don't shop in the mall
Call it Yao Ming when it's stacked up cause dis money tall
Treat my bedroom like a traphouse hiding shit in the walls
It's four seasons but yo bitchass wanna see me fall
Gotta do whatever it takes so all my niggas can ball
Pour some 42 in a champagne glass she takin off her draws
And I know you thinking this world big but it's really small
It's four seasons but yo bitchass wanna see me fall
Surf in that wap
But I'm not finna stay
Just patched da opps
Cause they gotta pay
Control the block
But stay out the way
Run me da quap
Or I'm finna spray
Dope in my cup
Celine on my tee
Oh yo trackhawk bulletproof
Guess we finna see
Bring da racks out
Ain't nun for free
Chanel for her
Dior for me
These hundreds blue
Dis za in the air
These diamonds flawless
You ain't gotta stare
I had to learn the hard way
That love is rare
Niggas been playing dirty
Cause life ain't fair
It's getting shipped out or picked up I don't shop in the mall
Call it Yao Ming when it's stacked up cause dis money tall
Treat my bedroom like a traphouse hiding shit in the walls
It's four seasons but yo bitchass wanna see me fall
Gotta do whatever it takes so all my niggas can ball
Pour some 42 in a champagne glass she takin off her draws
And I know you thinking this world big but it's really small
It's four seasons but yo bitchass wanna see me fall
It's getting shipped out or picked up I don't shop in the mall
Call it Yao Ming when it's stacked up cause dis money tall
Treat my bedroom like a traphouse hiding shit in the walls
It's four seasons but yo bitchass wanna see me fall
Gotta do whatever it takes so all my niggas can ball
Pour some 42 in a champagne glass she takin off her draws
And I know you thinking this world big but it's really small
It's four seasons but yo bitchass wanna see me fall
(Ion know, ion know)
(Ion know, ion know)
Where you get dat chain
Ion know, ion know
Shootout with da gang
I'ma have to let it blow
Cock it right back
And I'ma aim it at his soul
12 could lock me up
But ion know, ion know
Used to ride strikers
Now we riding in that Rolls
He used to be my dawg
But I can't trust him cause he told
How yall fuckin all them bitches
Ion know, ion know
Where yall gettin all that money
Ion know, ion know
But I'ma let these niggas know
Bitch we ain't no fuckin hoes
Don't make me up dis fuckin pole
All da opps they gotta go
Don't even ask me bout no hoes
They havin' all da white toes
Dis syrup got me moving slow
I'm finna put that shit in ro
Had to stuff a pound of dope up in my fuckin Purple Jeans
Shoutout all my niggas on da corner serving fiends
Da opps slid and killed my homie that shit killed a part of me
Everytime I close my eyes I swear I see em in my dreams
Thinking bout that day it make me wanna take a life
Gotta watch my back so yall don't stab it with a knife
Married to da money I don't need another wife
Put my heart up in the freezer so dat shit could turn to ice
Tryna stay up out the way foe I ain't into all that drama
If they can't break you they gone snake you and I got that from my mama
How it feel to look at yo bank account and never see a comma
Had to bulletproof the whip now I feel like Barack Obama
Where you get dat chain
Ion know, ion know
Shootout wit da gang
I'ma have to let it blow
Cock it right back
And I'ma aim it at his soul
12 could lock me up
But ion know, ion know
Used to ride strikers
Now we riding in that Rolls
He used to be my dawg
But I can't trust him cause he told
How yall fuckin all them bitches
Ion know, ion know
Where yall getting all that money
Ion know, ion know
Call it Yao Ming when it's stacked up cause dis money tall
Treat my bedroom like a traphouse hiding shit in the walls
It's four seasons but yo bitchass wanna see me fall
Gotta do whatever it takes so all my niggas can ball
Pour some 42 in a champagne glass she taking off her draws
And I know you thinking this world big but it's really small
It's four seasons but yo bitchass wanna see me fall
It's getting shipped out or picked up I don't shop in the mall
Call it Yao Ming when it's stacked up cause dis money tall
Treat my bedroom like a traphouse hiding shit in the walls
It's four seasons but yo bitchass wanna see me fall
Gotta do whatever it takes so all my niggas can ball
Pour some 42 in a champagne glass she takin off her draws
And I know you thinking this world big but it's really small
It's four seasons but yo bitchass wanna see me fall
Surf in that wap
But I'm not finna stay
Just patched da opps
Cause they gotta pay
Control the block
But stay out the way
Run me da quap
Or I'm finna spray
Dope in my cup
Celine on my tee
Oh yo trackhawk bulletproof
Guess we finna see
Bring da racks out
Ain't nun for free
Chanel for her
Dior for me
These hundreds blue
Dis za in the air
These diamonds flawless
You ain't gotta stare
I had to learn the hard way
That love is rare
Niggas been playing dirty
Cause life ain't fair
It's getting shipped out or picked up I don't shop in the mall
Call it Yao Ming when it's stacked up cause dis money tall
Treat my bedroom like a traphouse hiding shit in the walls
It's four seasons but yo bitchass wanna see me fall
Gotta do whatever it takes so all my niggas can ball
Pour some 42 in a champagne glass she takin off her draws
And I know you thinking this world big but it's really small
It's four seasons but yo bitchass wanna see me fall
It's getting shipped out or picked up I don't shop in the mall
Call it Yao Ming when it's stacked up cause dis money tall
Treat my bedroom like a traphouse hiding shit in the walls
It's four seasons but yo bitchass wanna see me fall
Gotta do whatever it takes so all my niggas can ball
Pour some 42 in a champagne glass she takin off her draws
And I know you thinking this world big but it's really small
It's four seasons but yo bitchass wanna see me fall
(Ion know, ion know)
(Ion know, ion know)
Where you get dat chain
Ion know, ion know
Shootout with da gang
I'ma have to let it blow
Cock it right back
And I'ma aim it at his soul
12 could lock me up
But ion know, ion know
Used to ride strikers
Now we riding in that Rolls
He used to be my dawg
But I can't trust him cause he told
How yall fuckin all them bitches
Ion know, ion know
Where yall gettin all that money
Ion know, ion know
But I'ma let these niggas know
Bitch we ain't no fuckin hoes
Don't make me up dis fuckin pole
All da opps they gotta go
Don't even ask me bout no hoes
They havin' all da white toes
Dis syrup got me moving slow
I'm finna put that shit in ro
Had to stuff a pound of dope up in my fuckin Purple Jeans
Shoutout all my niggas on da corner serving fiends
Da opps slid and killed my homie that shit killed a part of me
Everytime I close my eyes I swear I see em in my dreams
Thinking bout that day it make me wanna take a life
Gotta watch my back so yall don't stab it with a knife
Married to da money I don't need another wife
Put my heart up in the freezer so dat shit could turn to ice
Tryna stay up out the way foe I ain't into all that drama
If they can't break you they gone snake you and I got that from my mama
How it feel to look at yo bank account and never see a comma
Had to bulletproof the whip now I feel like Barack Obama
Where you get dat chain
Ion know, ion know
Shootout wit da gang
I'ma have to let it blow
Cock it right back
And I'ma aim it at his soul
12 could lock me up
But ion know, ion know
Used to ride strikers
Now we riding in that Rolls
He used to be my dawg
But I can't trust him cause he told
How yall fuckin all them bitches
Ion know, ion know
Where yall getting all that money
Ion know, ion know
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