Story 4 Baby 4
Ayy ayy, let's do it
1080, nigga
Trademark Records 'til they hear us
(Damn, Highxlass, I need this one)
Tuckin' Baby 4 ayy
Tuckin' Baby 4 into bed, I tell him stories
'Bout how his daddy used
To see niggas lackin'
Take 'em out they glory
Uh, niggas know my teammates get active
And if you knew what I know
Then you wouldn't even walk past us
This shit gettin' Jurassic, ayy
Dumped the bitch, she had suitcases
Extra baggage down bad on my dick
Finna smoke the mailman for my package
High-speed, I get away
Big 4 ain't ever crashed it
Bought a car and sold it
Bought another car and wrapped it
See, niggas think they know C
Think they gettin' up on me
You been eatin' more dick than usual
You ain't my homie i don't like that
How you gon' disguise that?
When 4 see red, the skies black
Only one nigga survived the MAC
(Survived that)
I just be cautious, 'cause my Hellcat loud
AP hangin' out the window, ayy, I step out
Be Prada'd down
No more charter, straight to private jets
We all lay down
Ayy, and my bitch be breakin' the
Rules, but 4 big dog, I calm her down
Ayy, high-speed to different county
Hide and seek, but they ain't found me
Ayy, niggas used to doubt me
She act like she can't live without me
For clout, I ain't never needed no nigga
To come and clout me
Ate a three hundred thousand dollar shrimp
And lobster on the balcony
They know they can't beat me
With this Prada perseverance
Dior demon, real Margiela martian
Can't get near it
Nigga keep on watchin', might get popped
That disappearance thought he wanted smoke
He just wanna sing my lyrics
Mr backdoor kick that door, ayy
Niggas know I gotta get that dough
Pockets look like big fat Joe
Yeah, I fucked your bitch, she hit that note
Ayy, every time I see a
Moncler demon, folks say, "Get that coat"
Every time I see a bad ho demon, folks say
"Need that throat"
It's a process, this wasn't overnight
Big 4 underwater Loch Ness
Higher than a kite c4, he just copped a
Drop-head through the company
My bitch talkin' like she take dick
But she still run from me
Better not make me angry or better
Take my gun from me i got my ass whooped
But mama still let me have company
The bad kid in Summit Ridge
The hood take off they gloves for me
Me and Highxlass, bullshit, I bypass
My bitch real classy
Me and Boogie in a Trackhawk, we do the dash
Float like a butterfly, Big C4 is Cassius
(Muhammad) check too big for the bank
So they can't fuckin' cash this
You believe this shit?
Just flew up the street
Doin' 'bout a hundred
Should've seen this shit
Ain't know where to go 'cause niggas
Ain't a hundred, I'm just speakin', Bitch
Put me in that traphouse, I run it, nigga
I need a lick me and Yak on missions
We took Curly on some speedy shit
He was gettin' in and gettin' out
Quicker than we ever did rIP lil' Curly
Take the Glock up off your hip
Still believe the police killed
My lil' nigga, Can't tell me different
Uh, make sure my brothers don't be no victim