4 ZIPS
Law of recognition
Hoe, you best get recognized
Only gas in my ignition
Cookies, OG, Apple Pie
I'm that one
To put three in that bitch
Four Os, yeah that's four zips
Five hoes, but we like six
Deep, we not doing shit
Aye, bitch
Why you think you my hoe or sum?
She like, "JJ, you don't care,"
Hittin' that hoe with the shoulder shrug
They like, "Nigga why you keep flexin?"
Treatin' me like I'm swole or sum
Yo girl treat me like her dentist
Nigga, I'm fuckin her molars up
Bitch, I'm from that Ugly Corner
Niggas keep Glock and that .40 tucked
Got my young niggas movin' that pack
Outside leavin that motor runnin'
Said, "Girl, who yo favorite rapper?"
She said, "You and that golden one,"
Lettin' my masters put me in chains
Bitch, I'm talking bout frozen ones
Said he want smoke, can't hold the blunt
Lookin' at Timmy like, roll this up
Pourin up shots in that Solo cup
My dawg pour wock in that Poland one
Wood in her cat, that's hole in one
Nigga that's cap, you don't tote a gun
Vocal how I'm tryna stack these bands
Stack it so high, can't fold it up
Aye, Law of Recognition
Hoe, you best get recognized
Timmy been that nigga since
Before the gas could cloud my eyes
I don't play with switches
But I'll hit a nigga with the fye
Tweakin' in my section get you booted
Don't fuck up the vibe
Law of recognition
Hoe, you best get recognized
Only gas in my ignition
Cookies, OG, Apple Pie
I'm that one
To put three in that bitch
Four Os, yeah that's four zips
Five hoes, but we like six
Deep, we not doing shit
I'm pulling up
And I got the blick on my side
And all of my niggas ski'd up in that truck
And they got them blicks outside
All these niggas they claiming they blood and they crip
All I see is Nips outside
I'll fuck around and spike her
And I don't even like her
Fucked this bitch one time
And she claiming I liked her
Nigga, yo diamonds don't shine
'Cause mine shine brighter, uh
Nigga, pass me a lighter
Your bitch, she a fighter, uh
Kick that hoe out the club like Tyga
Pass that bitch to the bro, can't wife her
Hit the hoe bare-knuckle, might Kimbo Slice her
Take a hoe to the Depp like Wino Ryder
Smoke big ass blunts, that Fe Fo Fi shit
On the floor getting crunk, 2 Double-O 9 shit
He a whole ass fed, on that 1-1-9 shit
Only respect gon' buy shit
Fake ass nigga, get him gone like lightning
Yea we really do shit, we ain't with the typing
That's the Law of Recognition
Hoe, you best get recognized
Timmy been that nigga since
Before the gas could cloud my eyes
I don't play with switches
But I'll hit a nigga with the fye
Tweakin' in my section get you booted
Don't fuck up the vibe
Law of recognition
Hoe, you best get recognized
Only gas in my ignition
Cookies, OG, Apple Pie
I'm that one
To put three in that bitch
Four Os, yeah that's four zips
Five hoes, but we like six
Deep, we not doing shit
Hoe, you best get recognized
Only gas in my ignition
Cookies, OG, Apple Pie
I'm that one
To put three in that bitch
Four Os, yeah that's four zips
Five hoes, but we like six
Deep, we not doing shit
Aye, bitch
Why you think you my hoe or sum?
She like, "JJ, you don't care,"
Hittin' that hoe with the shoulder shrug
They like, "Nigga why you keep flexin?"
Treatin' me like I'm swole or sum
Yo girl treat me like her dentist
Nigga, I'm fuckin her molars up
Bitch, I'm from that Ugly Corner
Niggas keep Glock and that .40 tucked
Got my young niggas movin' that pack
Outside leavin that motor runnin'
Said, "Girl, who yo favorite rapper?"
She said, "You and that golden one,"
Lettin' my masters put me in chains
Bitch, I'm talking bout frozen ones
Said he want smoke, can't hold the blunt
Lookin' at Timmy like, roll this up
Pourin up shots in that Solo cup
My dawg pour wock in that Poland one
Wood in her cat, that's hole in one
Nigga that's cap, you don't tote a gun
Vocal how I'm tryna stack these bands
Stack it so high, can't fold it up
Aye, Law of Recognition
Hoe, you best get recognized
Timmy been that nigga since
Before the gas could cloud my eyes
I don't play with switches
But I'll hit a nigga with the fye
Tweakin' in my section get you booted
Don't fuck up the vibe
Law of recognition
Hoe, you best get recognized
Only gas in my ignition
Cookies, OG, Apple Pie
I'm that one
To put three in that bitch
Four Os, yeah that's four zips
Five hoes, but we like six
Deep, we not doing shit
I'm pulling up
And I got the blick on my side
And all of my niggas ski'd up in that truck
And they got them blicks outside
All these niggas they claiming they blood and they crip
All I see is Nips outside
I'll fuck around and spike her
And I don't even like her
Fucked this bitch one time
And she claiming I liked her
Nigga, yo diamonds don't shine
'Cause mine shine brighter, uh
Nigga, pass me a lighter
Your bitch, she a fighter, uh
Kick that hoe out the club like Tyga
Pass that bitch to the bro, can't wife her
Hit the hoe bare-knuckle, might Kimbo Slice her
Take a hoe to the Depp like Wino Ryder
Smoke big ass blunts, that Fe Fo Fi shit
On the floor getting crunk, 2 Double-O 9 shit
He a whole ass fed, on that 1-1-9 shit
Only respect gon' buy shit
Fake ass nigga, get him gone like lightning
Yea we really do shit, we ain't with the typing
That's the Law of Recognition
Hoe, you best get recognized
Timmy been that nigga since
Before the gas could cloud my eyes
I don't play with switches
But I'll hit a nigga with the fye
Tweakin' in my section get you booted
Don't fuck up the vibe
Law of recognition
Hoe, you best get recognized
Only gas in my ignition
Cookies, OG, Apple Pie
I'm that one
To put three in that bitch
Four Os, yeah that's four zips
Five hoes, but we like six
Deep, we not doing shit
Credits
Writer(s): Caleb Hawkins, Isaiah Jones, Jevaughn Jean-gilles
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