4 man step
Four man rapping four mash blasting
Bare energy in the room we vamping
He saw my man, turnt him cabbage
In my rap thing I don't do much capping
Slapped it tapped it im ramping
In her bed she's clapping i'm tapping
She's screaming no greening
They're teaming bare bleeding
On the green it's tragic
Oh shit it's get him real quick
Bill it that spliff and it gets me so bunned
I'll take ur bitch them dickheads snitch
Grab that stick it'll turn u runtz
I don't even care their threats don't scare
And it's not even rare
My dick on her tongue
Not random with
If we get chatting verbal
Then im moving dumb
If we get that drop
Then we're moving dumb
Doing shit dissing opps for fun
Slap that drum shells not filled with lead
Them shells dump real shit instead
Locked for life can never go fed
Bite that corn and opps got
Name's Carter the way i see red
And i don't think the really
He a opp pull up with
Put him in the ocb
Or O in the icu
If i see you then i let that blew
In the o four two
Leave him black and blue
If he tries running up on my avenue
I'm cooking shit up like a barbecue
Opp after opp i get deja vu
How many yutes sit back and do nothing
Cant be me these man too typical
Moving lagged when i'm stupid waved
On nights my thoughts go minimal
Their actions fictional my actions physical
Counting crimes that are never forgivable
He got bucked and saw no visuals
My intention's unpredictable
Check the cams what happened to me
Nothing bro now he's cbd
Amg now i'm in the benz
Or cullinan moved he's thc
Three v one or three v three
I've got rounds like it's cod
Moving mad now i got a hot head
There's no regrets he's with god
I'm not capping we're slapping
In the bando with the guys we're trapping
See him on our block get to action
I'll take out the
Make his head do a back spin
Too many wounds when i
We'll shoot from range
Like our name's Ray Allen
We'll shoot from range like Steph
Shit i'll shoot like Bam Adebay
Wait i said action i mean play
Pause
I don't even know what to say
Bored
Can't talk about what happened that day
Four's on me and i won't hesitate
Let me find where he stays
Put that boy in his place
He got cut on his face
And we cut with his chain
Talk about four's i'm talking bout five's
And bro's got beef with numerous guys
I got beef with numerous guys
And gang got bros with numerous knives
Bad b man tap that twice
I tapped it twice bang bang goodnight
This big four four got a kick back
I ain't with the talk
And the mother fucking chit chat
Don't got the nine
Then i back out the big bat
If backtalk smack then we will
Spin that
This big four four got a kick back
No reload if we hit that lick that
Spin back swing that
Bro jumped out and he ying that
They don't spin that ding dong ching that
Final life that's it no bring backs
Swing that ying that aim for his wig back
Sweet one trying to give hat
Told me sit back
Breaking a nug as i'm rolling a backwood
Back in the woods
Confused like i'm backwards
Shooter move straight
Gotta jump on the track first
Up in Saks Fifth
Gotta spend me a bag first
Let me shake the room
My she talk she kick she boom
Scoping a bitch you know that it zoom
And i love my day ones
That's straight from the womb
Four man step we do it the best
On the end
Where one got drenched
Four man step we did it on them
Got put a boy on the bench
Four man step is what happened to them
One man left his brother for
One man fled left for
And it is what we said
Was a four man step
Bare energy in the room we vamping
He saw my man, turnt him cabbage
In my rap thing I don't do much capping
Slapped it tapped it im ramping
In her bed she's clapping i'm tapping
She's screaming no greening
They're teaming bare bleeding
On the green it's tragic
Oh shit it's get him real quick
Bill it that spliff and it gets me so bunned
I'll take ur bitch them dickheads snitch
Grab that stick it'll turn u runtz
I don't even care their threats don't scare
And it's not even rare
My dick on her tongue
Not random with
If we get chatting verbal
Then im moving dumb
If we get that drop
Then we're moving dumb
Doing shit dissing opps for fun
Slap that drum shells not filled with lead
Them shells dump real shit instead
Locked for life can never go fed
Bite that corn and opps got
Name's Carter the way i see red
And i don't think the really
He a opp pull up with
Put him in the ocb
Or O in the icu
If i see you then i let that blew
In the o four two
Leave him black and blue
If he tries running up on my avenue
I'm cooking shit up like a barbecue
Opp after opp i get deja vu
How many yutes sit back and do nothing
Cant be me these man too typical
Moving lagged when i'm stupid waved
On nights my thoughts go minimal
Their actions fictional my actions physical
Counting crimes that are never forgivable
He got bucked and saw no visuals
My intention's unpredictable
Check the cams what happened to me
Nothing bro now he's cbd
Amg now i'm in the benz
Or cullinan moved he's thc
Three v one or three v three
I've got rounds like it's cod
Moving mad now i got a hot head
There's no regrets he's with god
I'm not capping we're slapping
In the bando with the guys we're trapping
See him on our block get to action
I'll take out the
Make his head do a back spin
Too many wounds when i
We'll shoot from range
Like our name's Ray Allen
We'll shoot from range like Steph
Shit i'll shoot like Bam Adebay
Wait i said action i mean play
Pause
I don't even know what to say
Bored
Can't talk about what happened that day
Four's on me and i won't hesitate
Let me find where he stays
Put that boy in his place
He got cut on his face
And we cut with his chain
Talk about four's i'm talking bout five's
And bro's got beef with numerous guys
I got beef with numerous guys
And gang got bros with numerous knives
Bad b man tap that twice
I tapped it twice bang bang goodnight
This big four four got a kick back
I ain't with the talk
And the mother fucking chit chat
Don't got the nine
Then i back out the big bat
If backtalk smack then we will
Spin that
This big four four got a kick back
No reload if we hit that lick that
Spin back swing that
Bro jumped out and he ying that
They don't spin that ding dong ching that
Final life that's it no bring backs
Swing that ying that aim for his wig back
Sweet one trying to give hat
Told me sit back
Breaking a nug as i'm rolling a backwood
Back in the woods
Confused like i'm backwards
Shooter move straight
Gotta jump on the track first
Up in Saks Fifth
Gotta spend me a bag first
Let me shake the room
My she talk she kick she boom
Scoping a bitch you know that it zoom
And i love my day ones
That's straight from the womb
Four man step we do it the best
On the end
Where one got drenched
Four man step we did it on them
Got put a boy on the bench
Four man step is what happened to them
One man left his brother for
One man fled left for
And it is what we said
Was a four man step
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Writer(s): Oliver Linden
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