4 Steps

At midnight dawn, by a graveyard ghost
Someone whistles, la-dee-doo, that's mysterious form
One, spin a opp block, hop out, make a nigga fall
Two, double back, we gotta re-rock, we need em all

Three, fast car, get away, bro, that's a close call
Four, slap a glitchy on the back, that's if you tryna ball
Banger almost fell off my pants by the way, she shakin' ass
broke ass aint get the pussy, he ain't even have the cash
,your brother died', you ain't touch nothin', pussy, I'ma brag
How he get up close, an air ball, I know his jumper trash
Magazine's like a bat, crack his ass and that's a home run
Caught him buying a white tee, whole time he gon' be on one

First class, straight the god, he ain't make it from the store run
Steady posting all them units on the net, he died with no gun
Ha ha ha ha ha, fuckin' internet, banga old cappin Ass
Sayin' I'm a rapper, drop a low, I'm tryna wrap his ass

Catch him at the mall, he with his kids, I still might slap his ass
Swipe a blue bean from Amazon, we playin' laser tag
A6, what up? That nigga tryna catch somethin
He call himself a dog, I'm throwin' bullets, tell him fetch one

Caught him leavin' church, I let a sneeze, I had to bless one
Headhunters, all of them buddies, who the best one
One, spin a opp block, hop out, make a nigga fall
Two, double back, we gotta re-rock, we need them all

Three, fast car, get away, bro, that's a close call
Four, slap the glitchy on the back, that's if you tryna ball
Five, six, seven, eight, nine, hell naw, that's a ten milli
How the fuck you lookin' for me? You can slide

Tell him get with me,three hundred ninety two you see that on the paint
This ain't no hemi, keep on asking do I got the hoes, baby, I got plenty
Hmm, let me analyze
Quick to park the car, cut the flash, no camera time

Run up in his crib, I'll catch him, sleep on that type of time
Shorty want a family, nut all in her face, that's family type
Hit a cousin, might just hit her sister, I'm a family guy
He got a head start, but he weren't quick enough, he paralyzed

I ain't missin' just in case, we double back to verify
Niggas be Lamar, we caught him waitin' at that fetty line
She think she bougie, nah, I take her ass to IHOP
Put it in her stomach, third leg, I'm like a tripod

why the fuck he try to drive away, we shootin' till the car stop
Had his head out the roof, turn this civic to a drop top
One, spin the opp block, hop out, make a nigga fall
Two, double back, we gotta re-rock, we need them all

Three, fast car, get away, bro, that's a close call
Slap a glitchy on the back, that's if you tryna ball
Gang, gang, uh, uh
Yeah, them dunc niggas dangerous

Tryna make a nigga famous
Put his head up on the wall, his shit got painted