"Whole 4" lyrics
Whoo
Street Money in this motherfucker
Yeah
We do what the fuck we wanna do ya hear
At least I do
I don't know 'bout you niggas (real street shit nigga)
Yeah (yeah)
Go
Bust the bell
Drop a few of em on the scale
I love my clientele
If it's some extra you can weigh em
He got the low number
When he pull up then Ima pay em
This bitch owed a hundred
If he fuck up then we gone spray em
I know shawty grinding
When he re-up I front a pound
I just bought a Glock today
When I shoot it, it don't jam
I coulda bought a block today
It was dry around the town
I bought a watch the other day
With them diamonds wrapped around it
I'm fresh as fuck anyway
None y'all niggas can't out style me
I smell like a brick
A whole 36
I can see it in her eyes
That's why I work the bitch
I don't need no co-defendant nigga
I'll murk a snitch
Whoo
Gotta Whole 4
Riding around the hood
Serve the whole bowl
And you know that nigga is a old hoe
Pussy you a snitch
You the old folks
Gotta Whole 4
Riding around the hood
Serve the whole bowl
And you know that nigga is a old hoe
Pussy you a snitch
You the old folks
You nigga hating
Cause they so broke
Check in my pocket
Like I fold fold
Sat it on skinnys
Nigga low pro
Surround sound flow
Max logo
One thing about it
Bet cha hoe know
And one thing about it
I ain't going broke
Gas bags in
And they flying outta door
Don't pull up unannounced
Cause you might see ya hoe
Money machine running
But we count it on the floor
Real trap nigga
Ballin like I'm going pro
Pro athletic
Bank gone get a new Scuderi
Had two hundred pounds
He ran off with a zip
That nigga petty
Whoo
Gotta Whole 4
Riding around the hood
Serve the whole bowl
And you know that nigga is a old hoe
Pussy you a snitch
You the old folks
Gotta Whole 4
Riding around the hood
Serve the whole bowl
And you know that nigga is a old hoe
Pussy you a snitch
You the old folks
Street Money shit
Street Money in this motherfucker
Yeah
We do what the fuck we wanna do ya hear
At least I do
I don't know 'bout you niggas (real street shit nigga)
Yeah (yeah)
Go
Bust the bell
Drop a few of em on the scale
I love my clientele
If it's some extra you can weigh em
He got the low number
When he pull up then Ima pay em
This bitch owed a hundred
If he fuck up then we gone spray em
I know shawty grinding
When he re-up I front a pound
I just bought a Glock today
When I shoot it, it don't jam
I coulda bought a block today
It was dry around the town
I bought a watch the other day
With them diamonds wrapped around it
I'm fresh as fuck anyway
None y'all niggas can't out style me
I smell like a brick
A whole 36
I can see it in her eyes
That's why I work the bitch
I don't need no co-defendant nigga
I'll murk a snitch
Whoo
Gotta Whole 4
Riding around the hood
Serve the whole bowl
And you know that nigga is a old hoe
Pussy you a snitch
You the old folks
Gotta Whole 4
Riding around the hood
Serve the whole bowl
And you know that nigga is a old hoe
Pussy you a snitch
You the old folks
You nigga hating
Cause they so broke
Check in my pocket
Like I fold fold
Sat it on skinnys
Nigga low pro
Surround sound flow
Max logo
One thing about it
Bet cha hoe know
And one thing about it
I ain't going broke
Gas bags in
And they flying outta door
Don't pull up unannounced
Cause you might see ya hoe
Money machine running
But we count it on the floor
Real trap nigga
Ballin like I'm going pro
Pro athletic
Bank gone get a new Scuderi
Had two hundred pounds
He ran off with a zip
That nigga petty
Whoo
Gotta Whole 4
Riding around the hood
Serve the whole bowl
And you know that nigga is a old hoe
Pussy you a snitch
You the old folks
Gotta Whole 4
Riding around the hood
Serve the whole bowl
And you know that nigga is a old hoe
Pussy you a snitch
You the old folks
Street Money shit
