"Four One" lyrics

This for all my niggas outside sellin' work
For all my niggas got a plug so trustworthy, when they re-up they don't even got to check the weed
It's hot outside, we ain't even check the degrees
You know 12 runnin' around
Uh, uh
Uh
Ayy, ayy, ayy (LoneGud)

Shootin' dice, point five, I go four one for the poor one (Uh-huh)
Bitches open up they mouth and let us pour one (Yeah)
In the section with some thugs to get they ho on
Nigga, this a gangster party, we came in to throw ones (Yeah)
We came in the break up all that other shit
Real trap nigga, I can't stop it, I can't fuckin' quit
Real trap nigga, I just triple up and double shit
Real trap nigga, I can't never ever love a bitch (Yeah)

I be shootin' dice, my bitch be callin', messin' up my shot
I be gettin' money, I'm kind of scared to bezel up my watch
The feds be stalkin' me, my PO scared for me to go out
She say I be gettin' too hot and she right
You know she on payroll, she better let me know what's goin' on
I be eatin' at Lucky Panda right up the street from Bowen Homes
I be cuttin' the stove on, that work only thing I'm throwin' on
Who the fuck done went and told my grandma I be doin' wrong? (Yeah)
She thought I was her angel, her lil' baby, nigga (Uh-huh)
Fuck it, I'ma take her some lil' flowers, she love them daisies, nigga
This ain't have nothin' to do with how she raised a nigga (Everybody in my family street niggas)

Shootin' dice, point five, I go four one for the poor one (Uh-huh)
Bitches open up they mouth and let us pour one (Yeah)
In the section with some thugs to get they ho on
Nigga, this a gangster party, we came in to throw ones (Yeah)
We came in the break up all that other shit
Real trap nigga, I can't stop it, I can't fuckin' quit
Real trap nigga, I just triple up and double shit
Real trap nigga, I can't never ever love a bitch (Yeah)

Yeah, yeah
Real trap nigga, I just triple up and double shit
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah